This happened awhile ago, but something made me think of it today and it always brings a smile to my face. Olivia was over at her Grandma's house (Grandma and Grandpa have A LOT of cats), and she was playing with the kitties, as Olivia calls them. At some point she tried to grab one of the kitties and just barely grabbed one. She told Grandma 'I gotta fistful of kitty'. When Grandma told us this, all I could think of was 'That would be an awesome band name!' Can't you see 'FISTFUL OF KITTY' playing a concert in a packed arena somewhere, with their name up in lights?
'I got tickets to the concert tonight.'
'You're going to see FISTFUL OF KITTY? Oh man, they ROCK!!!!'
Olivia is the smartest, most beautiful little girl you've ever seen. She's only 3 and talks like she's 5; that doesn't mean that there are not some moments along the way that make me scratch my head and wonder what's going on...
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