I walked into the living room from the kitchen and Maya has her school backpack on and her shoes (which she usually takes off the second she enters the house---thanks to Matt-not me)
Me: "Maya where are you going?"
Maya: "School (I give her a strange look)....I mean shopping."
Me: "How are you going to get there?"
Maya: "I drive--(looks outside at the rain)..Mommy, you have umbrella for Maya?"
Hilarious :-)
I need to start writing more of these down like Becca does :-) That way I won't forget these cute innocent times :-)
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