Mouths of Babes

So, as I mentioned before ... Emily went camping with the Brownies last weekend. When I got back from the Philly Phantoms hockey game (with Joe and Matthew), I checked the messages. As you can imagine, I just about burst into tears when I heard this.

And then (on a much happier note) while I was making dinner tonight, Emily was flying Matthew's Optimus Prime all around the kitchen. "I am the leader of all the Transformables! (sic) I have many powers ... I can fly, I'm very strong ... and I have my own restaurant!"

At this I looked up, "What? Is Optimus Prime part hot dog stand?"

"No," she replied without pausing from zooming around, "Optimus Prime Pizzeriaaaaaa!!!!"

I almost spit in the Stove Top stuffing.


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