When I picked Piper up from preschool this afternoon she was in a fit of tears because a playmate had called her a name. It was too awful to repeat, she said, so she just cried on my shoulder and snotted up my sleeve a bit. Once we got to the car, the truth came out.
“Molly called me a chatterbox!”
“Oh,” I said. I’ve learned the hard way just to listen.
“She said I don’t let anyone else talk at lunch.”
“Huh.”
“I don’t even know what a chatterbox is!”
“Hmm.”
“Mom, do you think I’m a chatterbox?”
“I think you’re wonderful, Piper.”
“Thank you, Mommy. I don’t even like that kind of cheese.”
“Cheese?”
“Chatter. The yellow kind,” Piper clarified. “I like parmesan.”
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Too Funny!!! I needed a laugh today. Thanks for sharing.
I’m glad Piper provided your laugh today. We all need at least one daily. When you live with a Piper, you get a lot.
I’m with piper I LOVE parmesan cheese!
Me, too, Livi. I’m on your parmesan team. Piper likes it on everything. Thanks for reading!
I love how that ended. Piper seems like a wonderful person and reminds me of my best friend, Piper.
Thanks for reading, Betty. Piper always helps us see the lighter side of things. Maybe it’s all in the name 🙂