Miss I climbed up on my lap at dinner and refused to get down. "Momma, I scared. I scared. I scared. Hold me," and she was serious, but she wouldn't say what was so scary.
Dh finally got it out of her: "I scared of WalMart comin to get me."
Apparently something about my conversation with Little Bun about heartless giant multinational corporations struck terror into her little being.
I mean, I hate large retailers/big box stores too, but . . .
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Awh, I don't blame Miss I for being scared of Walmart, I'm kinda scared of that place too!
Snuggle Bug says the same thing, "I scared!" at times and he'll latch on to me with a death grip and not want to let go!
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