On my way to Target yesterday (told you I would get there lol, sadly, no cute pillowcases to be had) my youngest daughter, Sarah (8), called me on my cell to ask if she could have something to eat. She tends to call every time I leave the house with some question or comment. The conversation went like this:
Sarah: "Mom, can I have something to eat?"
Me:"Sure, there's some leftover fried chicken on the counter."
Sarah: (absolute silence)
Me: "There are cookies in the cabinet."
Sarah: "Really? What kind?"
Me: "Chocolate Chip and Oreos."
Sarah: (quiet pause) and then, "Sorry, I was licking my lips."
She really cracks me up!! Love you Sarah.