gas

I've had cranky girls on my hands these past few days from lack of sleep and all of the end of the year happenings.

Yesterday, Eden was in rare form...crying and upset about pretty much everything. I think I could have given her a bowl of ice cream and she would have been mad about it.

After dropping off Ezri to school in the morning, we ran a few errands and I had to stop and get gas. On our way to the gas station, Eden started bawling in the back of the car "I don't want to get gas Momma, I don't want to get gas!"

As I pulled into the station, I turned around and asked Lil 'E why she didn't want to get gas and she told me with alligator tears dripping down her round, rosy cheeks "I don't want to get gas, Momma 'cause getting gas gives me bad gas."

Totally struck my funny bone!