This morning, Jessie had a complaint for me. Just to be different.
"You've taken my three whiskers," she grumbled as she ferreted around in my kitchen drawers.
"What whiskers?" I asked. "You don't have any whiskers. Certainly not three whiskers."
"These whiskers!" she objected. "They were in your drawer! They go in my kitchen!"
Jessie's toy kitchen has THREE whiskers? Man. I only have one whisker in my grown-up kitchen.
ReplyDeleteOf course, when Jessie gets closer to my age she will be less happy to find whiskers. Hmmm... now where did I put my tweezers?
LOVE IT!!!
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the smile and chuckle this morning. I needed it.
ReplyDelete♥ Joy
So cute! :)
ReplyDeleteNawww Jessie is just too adorable!
ReplyDeleteWhiskers indeed.
ReplyDeleteAnd I am Sooo much with Emily Sue.
Haha! She knew what she was talking about!
ReplyDeleteBuy yourself your OWN whiskers, you dirty rotten mummy-thief!
ReplyDeleteOh I love this, especially the picture!
ReplyDeleteThat is very cute. And great picture!
ReplyDeleteLOL! That's adorable. :)
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