Ridding the world of stereotypes, one big pink daddy dog at a time!

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Tonight, Megan was playing with the new (stuffed) puppy she got for her birthday.  I asked, “Does your baby puppy have a name yet?”

Megan:  “It’s not a baby puppy.  It’s a daddy puppy.”

Me:  “It’s a daddy puppy?  But it’s little!  And it’s pink!  Are you sure it’s not a baby puppy?”

Megan:  “It’s a big, daddy dog.”

Me:  But daddy dogs aren’t pink!  Just mommy dogs.”

She glanced over at me, and said sarcastically, “Are YOU pink?!”

I about died laughing!

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About patchofheaven

"Mom" sums it up quite well! I cook, I clean, I homeschool, and yes, I do still ride a tricycle. I love to read books to my kids, and every once in a while I manage to read a book "all by my big self." I journal about my life, here at patchofheaven; hoping to remember, grow, love more, and entertain my mom and other readers!

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