Monday, February 22, 2010

Hate

Tonight Brooke was getting in trouble for not going to bed good. I told her to get back upstairs and as she was walking away I heard her say "I hate." She had caught herself and didn't finish but I told her to get back down anyways.

I asked her what she was about to say and she started some story about talking about the letter H, "like in Hunter's name." I asked if she was going to say I hate you and in true Brooklyn form (aka lying) she said "no, I was saying 'H', really I was."

I'm not sure what to be more pissed off about, her telling me she hates me or her being able to lie so well.

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