Nobody Stole Your Ipod…
Chloe and Kiana spend most of the evening outside playing with their “friends”. Remember, the neighborhood preteen girls???
Anyway, so I’m keeping an eye on them, going back and forth from inside to outside.
One of those times, I come out and stand on the porch, but I don’t say anything.
Then Chlo sees me and is all, “Don’t worry Mama. Nobody stole the Ipod…”
“I know, I just had it. It’s inside…”, I say.
Chlo’s all, “You might want to think about what you just said…” with a huge smile on her face, as she pulls it from her pocket.
Sneaky little thing!
Oh, and I love how, gradually over time, it’s turned from “my” ipod to “the” ipod. It’s certainly not just a slip of the tongue on her part…
At least you have some ownership left. The ipod here is, according to Aiden, HIS ipod. Like he says to be, “now you have your phone so you don’t need to borrow my ipod.” Stinker
Rotten kids! lol