It Wasn’t My Fault

imageMy son ran in from the yard, smugly ratting his sister out.  “Sister threw a rock and broke a light on the car!”

Baby Girl was right behind him, protesting her innocence.  “I wasn’t trying to hit the car.  I was throwing it at him.”image

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22 thoughts on “It Wasn’t My Fault

  1. My 18 month old daughter seeing a small aeroplanes in a museum with its wings folded (or broken in her view) stated, with great certainty, “Nenna did it!” (Nenna being her two and half-year-old sister).

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