Junky and Old

Anne has a toy camera that says things like, "You're as pretty as a princess!" and "Say Cheese!" and "You look beautiful"

She was just taking pictures of Samuel and the camera said, "You're as pretty as a princess!" Then she looked at me and said, "He's not really pretty as a princess is he?"

I said, "Yes he is." which she quickly echoed "Yes, he is."

Then she went in to get out of her jammies and into day clothes so we could go grocery shopping for mom.

Lydia was waiting in Anne's bedroom to help her. Anne walked in with the camera going off and says, "Mom, are you as pretty as a princess?"

Lydia replied, "Yes I am!"

Anne said, "No you're not, you're junky and old!"


The aftermath:

Anne: "Sorry, mommy, for saying that you're junky and old, please forgive me."
Lydia: "Do you really think I'm junky and old?"
Anne: "Yeah." (drawn out)





Lydia: "Do you still think I'm junky and old?"

Anne: "Yes."

(round and round we went for about 5 minutes about it until...)

Dad: "Anne, your mom is beautiful and young, not junky and old. You need to tell her you're sorry again."

Anne: "I already did!"

Dad: "But then you said it again! Apologize right now and give her a kiss!"

"Sorry mommy for calling you junky and old, please forgive me." *Kiss*

Dad: "Do you still think she's junky and old?"

Anne: "No, she's young and nice and beautiful."