This happened yesterday and I may be the only one who thought it was pretty funny and didn't want to forget it so onto the blog it goes.
Me: "Talia, please go get your sweater on so we can take Lil' to the dr."
Tal: "Mama, I don't know where my sweater is."
Me: "Did you look in the playroom....in the living room.."
Tal: "Mama, I think Lil ate my sweater....MOOOOMMMM...Lil ate my sweater!!!"
Me: As I find her sweater in the coat closet next to her shoes...."No, Tal Lil' didn't eat your sweater."
I guess we have entered into the "blame it on my sister" zone.
