Friday, October 05, 2007

*giggle*

*GIGGLE*

*GIGGLE!*

"Wha?" I open one eye and see that the first number on my clock is a 5.

"Grace, what are you doing out of bed?"

"(giggling still), Mommy, it's so funny. You're going to laugh."

"Yes, Grace, what is it?"

"(giggling so hard now she can barely get the words out) I was dreaming that I was peeing, and I peed the bed. It's everywhere. You've gotta come see, mommy! You're really going to laugh!"
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4 comments:

  1. Madame Queen9:31 AM

    I linked here from Mir's blog. Your story is too funny. Bubba woke us up the EXACT same way on Sunday but he didn't seem to think it was as funny as Grace! Neither did I, frankly! ;)

    BTW, the other great thing about a Coach bag, even though I don't have one, is that you can send it back to the company and they will refurbish it ad infinitum. Maybe we should tell Mir.

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  2. Barb Matijevich3:03 PM

    I had to come over here after you left a note on Mir's blog to tell you that I am chaper than...well, we won't go there but I have ONLY Coach purses. I still have one I bought in NINTH grade!

    But then I got all excited about your blog and the fact that my last name is COOPER and I call my husband COOP and well, it just seems like we should be related.

    On that scary (for you) thought, I'll just go back to my own blog now, shall I?

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  3. Kellan7:29 PM

    This was not so funny for you (I'm certain of it) - but it was very funny for us! I've done this, by the way, dreamt that I was peeing in my dream and peed in my bed - and I'm not, uh ... five years old. It does happen!

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  4. Anonymous7:56 AM

    Well, laughter is better than tears, right?

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