Sunday, December 1, 2013

Picture 24

It was just Heidi and David's children left. I had just rocked Miles to sleep and Carter and Halley had a loud dispute over toys. I loudly whispered for Mike, who came to supervise. After giving toy rights to both children, Halley lay on her back and her high-pitched, tearless cry waled. Mike asked why she was crying. She stopped and in a pitiful voice said, "I so sad." Mike looked at me and said, "Cheryl has nothing on Halley."

3 comments:

linda said...

Sounds like a fun weekend.

texansusan said...

I loved your other memories in the previous post... but I hope this one doesn't hurt any feelings.

Cheryl said...

Oh please. It's obviously hereditary. lol. Heaven forbid she play Moods one day and try to act out "melodramatic". ;)

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