While riding in the car ~
Halle: Momma, you need to let it sing by itself.
Me: What are you talking about?
Halle: The radio.
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My mom saved my Cabbage Patch dolls along with all of the clothes my grandma made for them just in case I had a little girl that could play with them. Well, recently my mom took them out of the attic and cleaned them up for Halle to play with since she is now into babydolls. There are 4 Cabbage Patch dolls, a redhead, a blonde, a brunette, and a bald one. When mom asked Halle what she was going to name them she replied, "Orange, Yellow, Brown, and Baby Bald."
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This one requires some background info....My parents have a crazy dog named Rocky who has to be on Doggy Prozac which he is given every morning wrapped in a piece of chesse. Rocky is also deathly afraid of thunderstorms and therefore needs Benedryl to calm him down which is also given to him in a piece of cheese. Everytime it rains, Halle (my little animal lover) worries about Rocky being scared and needs to be assured that someone at NanaPoppy's (my parent's house) is taking care of him. This morning during the bad thunderstorms, Halle came to me and said, "Momma, I bet Rocky is scared right now. I think he needs a piece of cheese."
Monday, June 7, 2010
Halle-isms
Posted by Jada at 9:57 AM
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Haaahhaaaa. I can't stop laughing at the radio one. And after all those years of telling you, you COULD sing. Leave it to Halle!
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