“That’s an order!”

I love getting a rise out of the Munchkin because I never know what she’ll say next.

Last night, after dinner, the Webmaster kissed me, which we purposefully kept going to see if the Munchkin would react. And oh, boy, did she.

“Stop it! Stop it, guys!”

I sneaked a look to see my daughter with the most indignant, offended look I’ve ever seen from her.

“That’s enough! That’s enough kissing!!!”

We broke apart laughing hysterically while she continued to glare at us. It was priceless.

This entry was posted on Friday, September 15th, 2006 at 12:10 am and is filed under Children, Husbands.
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