So my 2 year old daughter, K-Shea, walks up to me and says "Dave, I want cheese." So we go to the kitchen, I open the fridge and give her 2 options: Cheese Stick or slice of American. She picks the latter. ..and walks away.
5 minutes later...she walks up to me and says, "Dave, where's my cheese?"
"Huh?....What do you mean? Didn't you eat your cheese?'
"No. I can't find it."
After 10 minutes...I can't find it either.
I hate cheese.
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