Monday, September 24, 2012

short story

So we were babysitting our neighbors kids this weekend. It was around lunch time and Carter wanted some toast, so I asked the 4 year old we were babysitting if he wanted some too. He said yes, and I got the bread toasting.

The 4 year old followed me over and said, "what's that white stuff?"

I said, "where?"

He said, "in the toaster."

I said, "that's bread."

He said, "Bread's white?!"

When his mom came to get him, I apologized to her for introducing her child to the terrible, unhealthy white bread.

Oops!

1 comment:

  1. I loved this story! Ha! That little boy is going to want white bread from here on out.

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