I’d Rather Be Mama Than Beautiful Any Day.

September 26, 2006 at 4:12 am 1 comment

Mama putting on mascara, getting ready to go out…

Luka looks at Mama with interest and says ever so sweetly, nose to nose, Mama, are you going to be beau-ti-ful?” and twists his head sideways with pause.

“Well I hope so Luka, what do you think?”

“Nope. You’re Not.”

“Oh. What am I then?”

“You’re just… Mama.”


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  • 1. Alisha  |  September 30, 2006 at 7:37 pm

    This entry is soo sweet!!!

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