I took Ella to Wal-Mart with me today to go buy a crochet hook I needed for Christmas presents I'm making. And you know how busy Wal-Mart is at this time of year with all the Christmas shoppers. Well, we're walking along towards the craft section, which happens to be in the back corner of the store, when Ella YELLS out:
"Mom, where are the hookers?"
Umm, I don't think they sell those in Wal-Mart. It took me a second to realize she was talking about the crochet hooks. But no matter how many times I corrected her, she kept calling them hookers.
"Mom, can I hold the hookers?"
"Mom, I want to carry the hookers."
Over and over again, all through the store. I couldn't help but laugh, and I'm sure the people who heard must have wondered what kind of a family we are. Oh well!