Thursday, January 17, 2008

His name is Batman. He lives in a Lair.

Every morning when I drop BB off at school, she comes around to my side of the car and looks in the mirror to see if she has any crumbs on her face. (Because I am a bad mother, I usually give her breakfast in the car) Today, she looks in the mirror, sees no crumbs, then turns to me, chin up, nostrils flared, and says:

"Any bats in the cave?"

2 comments:

Hannah said...

HAHAHA!! How could NOT love that kid right?!?!?!

pops said...

And?... Were there any?