Blame the Dog

This mischievous face gets away with murder...or at least tries to!

Seriously, the girl is 3 steps ahead of the excuse "the dog at my homework" already. It is truly frighting to think of what she's capable of telling us in the future. Here are a few recent examples:

Sarah: "Mary Grace, why didn't you listen?"

MG: "My ears just got so tired"

Sarah: "Mary Grace, why did you get in trouble for talking at school?"

MG: "Well, my heart of hearts really told me I needed to chat"

Sarah: "How did you get that boo boo on your foot?"

MG: "from the nails"

Sarah: "WHAT???" (slightly panicked)

MG: "You know Mooommm, from when I was nailed to the cross"

Sarah: "Uh, no. that was Jesus. That didn't happen to you"

MG: "oh, so you've heard that story?"

Sarah: "Mary Grace, can you please clean your playroom?"

MG: "I probably shouldn't...my heart just wouldn't be into making the effort"

Sarah: "How did the lamp fall over?"

MG: "I have absolutely no idea. I was just quietly sleeping when suddenly I heard a crash. I was as surprised as you, Moooommmm"

Sarah: "Mary Grace, why haven't you put your shoes on yet?"

MG: "Well, long story short."

Sarah: "uh huh?"

MG: "that's it. Just long story short."

Sarah: "Did you get the markers down without permission?"

MG: "No. They just fell off the shelf"

Sarah: "the box just randomly fell on the floor?"

MG: "Yes"

(long stare down)

MG: "I mean, I might have climbed on the futon and reached them. But they definitely fell on the floor. You can say 'your welcome' since I cleaned them up'"

Keeping.Us.On.Our.Toes

(can anyone blame us for waiting 4.5 years to have another???)