A few days ago, Gianna and I were walking in the mall…
Mall radio: 🎵santa claus is coming to town…🎶
G: No he’s not….. because he’s DEAD.
😂😂😂 we told her that he was an actual person who loved giving gifts, but that it was a long time ago.
A few weeks ago, I was telling Gianna that we were going to wowa’s friend’s house.
G: what friend?
Me: wowa’s friend from before.
G: is she new?
Me: no, wowa’s old friend.
G: when she was thin?
😂 for some reason, she associates the past with me or my mom being thin. Like when we were younger and thinner. 😂
Me: Gianna! (Surprised)
G: (innocently) is that rude?
😂 I guess she could tell from my reaction.
Her cousin gave her a small lipstick a few nights ago. She was riding at the very back on our way home, and it was either king sped up or hit the brakes abruptly. She suddenly said, “Daaaaad! You made my lipstick go to my tooth!”
Girls 🤷🏻♀️ 😂😂😂