They Just Crack Me Up!
Driving in the car with my second child.
Mommy LOOOK Hooters. (she gives her non existent little chest a double lift.)
Yes Ava...Hooters. Lovely.
I Want To Work There.
Just kidding Mommy. You know I want to be a Doctor...hmmm Model...hmmmmm or a singer.
Ok Ava that sounds good. You know this is your life and if you work really hard you can be anything you can imagine or want.
Oh good Mommy. I really want to wear one of those tight little Hooter T-shirts.
(Holy Crap...I'm speechless.)
In relaying this story to my husband, my oldester daughter is listening.
Mommy and Daddy don't worry about Ava and Hooters. Her chest is going to be to flat to work there!
There you have it friends. That's what we talk about in my family. :)