Caroline: Marmy is my grandmother.
Mama: That's right, she is your grandmother and my mother.
Caroline: She's NOT your mom!
Mama: Yes, Marmy is my mom. How else do you think she became your grandmother?
Caroline: She got old. That's how it happens.
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ABOUT CAROLINE
She's freshly 7. She's a Gemini. She likes to eat tomatoes and draw cats when she is not sharing her wisdom. Yes, this is real. No, this is not exaggerated. Sometimes I wish it was.
Several have asked, so I will answer. This site is called Kazooisms because her nickname is "The Kazoo."
You can email us at kazooisms @ gmail . com (without the pesky spaces, of course).
2 comments:
So hilarious!
hahahaha; that sums it up :)
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