So sometimes I wish I could play hookie when I start getting sick. I've started to lose my voice but I don't really have symptoms of a cold. So who knows what's up.
Anyway, I was nannying and the little four year old boy turned, covered my mouth, and said, "Please only talk when you're reading the bedtime story."
Isn't it interesting that he cared about my voice, but not enough to skip the bedtime story? That bedtime story trumps everything. I thought having a raspy voice was cool, but I guess he didn't think so.
2 comments:
How sweet! He really loves you!
I love that he put his little fingers all over your mouth. Sick. Wait, maybe that is why you are sick...
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