March 8, 2009

Oral surgery

Tonight I needed my mom to perform oral surgery. You see I kept being harassed by a pesky popcorn kernel. I know you feel me on that one.

While I was laying down and we were getting the flashlight all set up Charlotte asked what we were doing. John passed by and said "Oh just taking mommy's brain out" really casually. Without missing a beat Charlotte says:

"Oh. I hope you don't die mommy"


(Charlotte: Will you pl-eeeeease be a stand up comedian?? Professionals work on their timing for ages to get it perfect and that just seems to come naturally to you my cute girl.)

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