Last night Natalia and I were at Grandma and Grandpa's house since Pete was away, and as my dad was cutting the tags off of a new pack of socks, Natalia asked what he had in his hand.
He said, "it's a pocketknife."
Natalia repeated, "a pocket wife?"
It turned into the joke of the evening...he had picked it up in Switzerland a few years ago...my mom was there too, but she didn't seem to mind...and on and on... HA HA
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What fun! Reminds me of the time I gave everyone a chocolate "CD" for Christmas. Oh the puns that flowed! If I had only written them down - we couldn't wait to listen to the "sweet" sounds, etc!
I love hearing all about Natalia's little sayings and the way she pronounces things. Sooooo sweet.
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