As we sat outside and enjoyed the deliciousness, another family sat down next to us. They had a little girl who appeared to be about the same age as Caroline, and the two hit it off right away. I should add at this point that the other little girl had about 5 times as much hair as Caroline which was cut in a perfect little bob with a beautiful pink bow holding back her bangs just so, and she was taking tiny little licks of yogurt from her Mom's spoon. Caroline's wispy fuzz was still a bit wet, she was in her pj's and had already dripped something chocolate down her yellow shirt. The two starting chatting in adorable 2-year-old babble, and that's when it happened.
Caroline: "Do you like ice cream?"
Other girl: "Yep."
Caroline: "Do you like Oreos?"
Other girl: "What's that?"
Caroline: "I LOVE Oreos!"
Other girl's Mama (also looking quite pristine) tries to describe - in detail - what an Oreo cookie is to her 2-year-old. It becomes quite apparent that this child has never experienced an Oreo.
Caroline: "You don't like Oreos? I LOVE Oreos! But they're Mommy's cookies."
6 comments:
Uncle Alan and I are both laughing!!
LOVE this story! I can picture it happening all too well. I'm glad your child knows what the good stuff is :)
Perfect hair does not a perfect child make! So funny. Caroline quite likely has changed her little friend's life. :)
Hahaha this is fantastic. At least you've trained her well. Kind of like we always knew the brachs eggs were mom's. :). Miss you and your daughters with wispy hair. :)
You can take a girl out of the country but you can't tske the country out of the girl!
I was there. All true. I think Oreo's just make for sweeter kids. Eat away CJ!
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