I could not be more thankful for the laughs I receive from my 9-year-old daughter on a daily basis. Yesterday she calls me at work and tells me that she needs me to stop at the store on the way home.
Here is our conversation....
Hayley: Hey. Are you going to the store on the way home?
Me: No. What do you need?
Hayley: I need you to pick me up some eyleliner.
Me: For what? (The girl is only 9...geez.)
Hayley: To look pretty.
I'm sorry...I don't know what I was thinking. On top of that I got a call back a second later reminding me to also grab mascara. I'm not ready for this stuff...and I don't think this pretty girl needs make-up anyway. Girls.;)