"Mom, can I live at Aunt Danyielle's house?"
"Ask her and see what she says."
"Would you let me if she said yes?"
"I would tak to Daddy about it."
"I already know what he would say!" (Said with attitude.)
"What would he say?"
"He would say no." (Didn't sound exactly happy!)
"Why do you think he would say no?"
"Because he wants me." (Is this a bad thing?)
"Would you rather that we didn't want you?"
"No, I just want to live with my uncle and have sisters and Sage." (Sage is one of the three sisters.)
"Then you guys could come over and visit anytime you want to!" (Said in a happy, all's well with the world voice.)
Do you remember when everything was so simple that you could have your cake and eat it too?
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That's great! Sometimes I feel the EXACT same way! Like right now. I'm watching HGTV's Dream Home Giveaway and I WANT THAT HOUSE!!!
That is so cute. I rember when I was little and I wanted to live at my friends house, I just knew that there house was so much cooler and funner than my house.
When I was little my mom told me that if anything happened to them all of us kids would go to her sister. Her sister had the coolest place ever. They lived in Montana or Wyoming on a huge ranch with cows and horses and animals. (Yes, I know this is bad engilish.) I wished so bad that "something" would happen to my parents so I could go. I might have even prayed for it. I remember the day it dawned in on my that my parents wouldn't come too. :) I always think of that when Randi asks to move in with her aunt and uncle.
Amy, maybe I should look into adopting her a sister. :) I'll let her enjoy yours from a distance.
Everything was always more fun at someone else's house. :)
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