Yes, my seven year old niece is crazy, but only in the nicest, sweetest possible way imaginable. Last night she called me up and during the conversation she said the following:
I don't speak cuteness. I'm Italian.
Um, huh? Where did she get that from? She's not even Italian, and many times she does speak cutely about girly things like kittens and horses and all things pink.
Part of what I adore about my niece are the absurd things she says. Here's another gem said when she was five years old:
Buy carrot sticks instead of happiness.
Actually, that does have a bit of truth to it. One cannot buy happiness, so why waste one's money on empty pleasures when one should be using it for wholesome things? Brilliant kid.
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