Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Actual conversation



Where is my haiwbrush?

I don't know. Did you look for it?

I canna find it. Bookin took it.

Brooklyn took it?



But honey, Brooklyn doesn't have thumbs.


Oh. Well she still tooken it.

Okay, if I catch her with it, I'll give her time out.

Good. Bookin a bad dog.

*she walks off mumbling about her hairbrush*