Conversations with your sixteen year old daughter, priceless.
Calvin - "Did the Dow do any better now that they've elected a new Pope?"
Laura - "They elected a new pope?"
Calvin - "Yeah, some Italian guy, I think."
Laura - "They're all Italian guys."
Calvin - "Well, the last one was Polish."
Marie - "Wait, I thought the Pope has to be Catholic?"
Laura - "They elected a new pope?"
Calvin - "Yeah, some Italian guy, I think."
Laura - "They're all Italian guys."
Calvin - "Well, the last one was Polish."
Marie - "Wait, I thought the Pope has to be Catholic?"





Hee! It must be hard not to snicker at that :)
One of my mom's favorite stories about me - I think I was about 7 or 8 at the time - was when my sister was talking about some geography assignment that involved locating Iran and Iraq. Anyway, I was only half-listening to what they were saying and heard the names of the two countries - which I didn't know were *countries*. Wanting to sound all knowledgeable and like a "Big-Girl", I said, "Oh right, they're the two brothers, right?"
Ahem. I was thinking of Cain and Abel. Heh.
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