I wish that front yellow tooth would fall out. She fell down when she was three and it turned brown, then yellow. Yuck.
Okay...for the something funny. Yesterday, I was in a rush driving somewhere and was yelling at cars for not moving along quick enough or for getting in my way. Gianna asked from the back seat why I wasn't being nice. She told me I should try to be nicer and stop yelling at everyone. OK. Lesson learned. So this morning she asked me if I dreamed about being nicer in the car last night. I said no but I would try. She told me to think about it and block my ears so it wouldn't fall out of my head. She's so literal it's funny.
