You’ve just gotta love ‘em

This morning before work, Grace was shoving something into my pocket. “What’s that?” I asked. She said, “It’s for when you miss me today.”

Not because I clothe her, feed her and tend to her every whim… but because I’m pretty (prity).

I asked her, “How do you know how to spell ‘because’?” She said…

Boys
Eat
Crunchy
Apples
Under
Shady
Elephants