My favorite person in the world is 8 years old today. I left her a message to call me and remind me what it's like to be 8. I had a call come in and she said, "Who would you like to speak with?" I said, "Page please". She said, "Just a moment". Then Page was on the phone and she said, "Hello, did you speak with my operator?" Then she whispered, "it was me tee hee". That was really all I needed to remind me what it was like to be 8.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Eight Years Old
My favorite person in the world is 8 years old today. I left her a message to call me and remind me what it's like to be 8. I had a call come in and she said, "Who would you like to speak with?" I said, "Page please". She said, "Just a moment". Then Page was on the phone and she said, "Hello, did you speak with my operator?" Then she whispered, "it was me tee hee". That was really all I needed to remind me what it was like to be 8.