Saturday, June 12, 2010

French what?

Last night we ran out of boxes and ran to get a few more. On the way back we picked up some fries and sundaes. All the way home we heard "ice ceam pease!!!!!!!!!" and "cackers pease!!!!" from Payge. She is so polite. She started to get agitated, so we took out some fires for her. "Payge, this kind of cracker is call a French fry. Can you say French fry?"


With what I am sure was a flabbergasted look on her face, she blurted out "fench fa-cakker, peeeeease!!!!!"

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