"Mom, mom, I know what I want for my birthday!" Maisy said running up to me when I got home from work. In her hand was this rumpled piece of paper that she'd been holding onto all day.
"It's a Hot dog cooker. See here is where you cook the hot dogs, and up here is where you put the buns and the cooked hot dogs. There's one thing for the ketchup and one for the mustard and look, here's a basket with french fries. " She told me excitedly and clearly pointing out all the different features.
Being the rational one, I had to reminder her, "But, honey, you don't like hot dogs".
She looked me right in the eye and said with such a serious little face,
"oh, I'm not going to eat them. I'm going to sell them."
God, I love this kid.
7 comments:
Oh, you go little girl. I'll be up right away to buy lunch at your hot dog stand!!!
i set up shop and sell real lemonade! kay, maisy?
Go Maisy! It's your birthday! Give that guy selling dogs on Mass a run for his money!
Wow. Aren't you proud?
That is so cute!
That is so funny! How entrepreneurial. Set her up by the pool this summer, and I'm sure she could make some money. :)
I love it when kids get all serious and explain things to adults.
You're not going to have to worry about your girl taking care of herself!
My son, however, was plotting how he could grow up without ever having to get a job. Nice, huh?
That is so cute! I love kids!! :)
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