This precious little darlin’ is not my daughter. However, I have offered to adopt her on many occasions. Her parents have said no
all 57 times. I don’t blame them. Look at her 🙂
Olivia lives two doors down from us. She is approaching her 7th birthday but still loves to play with Seth, who is just 4. She’s a little mother to him.
One of the things I love about Olivia is the things she says. She is awfully funny. I never know what she is going to say. Here are a few of my favorites:
• “Cindy, you are a really great mom. You got us a treat from the store yesterday and today you are taking us to Sonic and the park? Wow, thank you so much.”
• “I know what a bar is. It’s a place where they serve beer. And beer isn’t good.”
• “I wear a size six in my clothes. And I wear a size 12 or 11 in my shoes. You know, just in case you ever want to buy me anything.”
• “Wow, Cindy, you sure can ride a bike good for someone your age.”
Don’t you see why I’m crazy about this little sweetie?