So Sunday between Conference sessions, Ryan, Ashby and I took a walk. Not that we (Ashby and I) don't walk most days, but to have Daddy along was to big plus. As a result we all decided to try and spend time walking together 2-3 times a week.
Today after dinner was one of those nice times. As we a re walking the following occurs:
Me: Ashby, I see the moon. Do you?
Daddy: It's in the sky.
Ashby: ...It's a Tato!! (taco)
Me: (stiffling a laugh) umm, ya, ok. A taco.
2 comments:
Ah, man. Necies are the best. I wish my moon was a tato.
Oh, Ashby is so cute. Too bad I'm not on your blog list. Maybe that is why we never talk anymore. How have you been?
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