That's my girl

Here's a funny story...

We went to a graduation party last night of a co-worker of mine's son. They live in the country so everyone was parking on their "yard." The party was hoppin' so we found a place and pulled in. We walked the short distance to their garage and went in and had some yummy food! Blizzards!! What a treat. Anyway, Al and I got to visiting so Emily and Carter (Casey was with grandma because he wasn't feeling the best) went running around outside. Emily has learned to make dandelion chains so they were out picking dandelions and creating. Carter was also trying to plant tree seeds in their yard...Anyway Emily comes in and says,

"I think I'll put this in our car."

We said okay. After a few minutes, she comes back and says,

"I can't find our car! It's gone!"

Wait a minute. Car?? We came in the truck you know.

"Oh. (pause) I was looking for MomaCat" (my license plate on the van)

So she runs off to find the truck. After a few minutes, she comes back again.

"I can't find the truck. Did we park here in their yard?"

"Emily, yes we parked here. Daddy's maroon truck. The license plate is ******."

She runs off again. This time when she comes back, she says,

"I think I found the truck, but I wasn't sure because there were kids climbing on it. Dad, there were kids climbing on your truck"(notice how it is always 'your truck dad')

Al and I just looked at each other and laughed and he says,

"Now there's a bloggable moment if I ever saw one!" and I said,

"That's my girl!"