Mckelsie wanted spaghetti for dinner. I didn't think that I had any spaghetti sauce so we stopped at the store to get some. I had Mckelsie go into the store and call me so that I could help her get the right brand name of sauce that we like. I was still on the phone with her when she went to pay for it. The checker asked her something and Mckelsie responds saying in the most polite, kind way;
"I'm sorry, I don't understand your language".
The checker repeats herself again; "Is that all?"
I LOVE MY KID!!!!
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