As my eight-year-old daughter left for a sleepover, we had this conversation.

Me: Good night, sweet pea, I’ll miss you!

Her: Trust me, Daddy, you’ll be sadder when I leave for college.

My God.

Love to all. Even you, the dude who refused to pull up 3 feet so I could park, too.

9 Responses to “Truer words have not been spoken.”

  1. Amy says:

    Insightful child.

  2. zac says:

    that’s a sharp one you got there. that is awesome.

  3. Themom says:

    …OMG AND SHE IS how OLD???? What a perspective…bless her heart.

  4. Not Fainthearted says:

    NICE! She’s a chip off the old block, isn’t she ;-)

  5. Chaim says:

    Wow. Brains and a great wit already! You are gonna have to watch this one when she gets older :)

  6. Abbagirl74 says:

    What a doll. You must be so proud!

  7. po says:

    Waaaaaahhhhhh!!! Why do they have to grow up???

  8. renn says:

    Oh, wow.

    I LOVE her!

  9. Lisa says:

    Wow. She rocks. And she’s so dead-on.

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