One Day Dad took Becca to work and about lunch time he asked her “Where is my little Becca ? Your my big Becca, but where is my little Becca?” She only answered with “Dah-ahd” The next day she said to Dad “Hey Dad ask me where your little Becca is again”
“Ok, Where is my little Becca?” He said “SHE IS DEAD! I RUND HER OVER WITH A CAR!!!!!!!!”
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I suppose that’s one way to grow up. Get rid of the little version of yourself as promptly as possible!
So cute, and funny too! I read Lydia’s blog and my mom just showed me yours.