My mom is getting some elective surgery this Thursday, and I'm slated to take care of her at my Grandma's "little house"; what we call the add-on apartment attached to her garage. My husband was babysitting my neices up in Whittier today, being used by my mom while he was around. He reported that my three year-old neice was yammering away about any and everything, and she mentioned that her and my mom had driven past a minature golf course, and she offered up this gem:
"Yah, umm...ummm Gramma said that we could go to...go to...go to...play golf....after she gets her old neck cut off."
Kids. Pffffbt.
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