I Spy With My Little Eye...
Today was so beautiful that we had a BBQ and ate dinner outside. Here is a conversation from dinner.
Riley: I spy with my little eye, lines...
Tanner: Ummmmm, those trees?
Riley: No. It's Daddy's forehead!
Tanner: Ooohhhooohhooo. Yeah!
Wow! You know you're old when you become part of the I Spy game.
2 comments:
Kids have such a unique way of pointing things out to us!
Remind me NOT to play the "I Spy" game any time soon! Heaven only knows what may be "spied."
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