It's The Little Things That Bring Joy
Is it wrong that, when my daughter
mistakenly (and consistently) refers to Justin Bieber as
“Justin Beaver”, I feel no small amount of glee?
Example:
Maddie: “Cora, can I play with the Eric (from Little Mermaid)
doll now? I need him for my game.”
Cora: “No, Maddie, I’m still playing with him.”
Maddie crossly: “But that means the only guy left for
me to play with is the stupid doll that looks like stupid Justin
Beaver! What am I supposed to do with him?”
Yes, great satisfaction indeed.
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