25 January 2011

Blame It on Magic

I was on the phone with my mom when Zoë came running in.
Zoë:  Mommy, bad news!
Me:  What happened?
Zoë:  Somebody drank your bubble tea.
Me:  Really?  Who did that?
Zoë:  I don’t know.  It’s magic.
Me:  *Raises eyebrows*
Zoë:  For real, Mommy.  I think it’s magic.
Me:  Did you drink some?
Zoë:  *All wide-eyed innocence* No, I didn’t.
Me:  Zoë, I need you to tell the truth.
Zoë:  Okay, Mommy. I drank some.  Sorry.


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