Gotcha!!!

Last week I worked Picture Perfect, where we go around taking pictures of various places and things. One place was the Botanical Gardens, and we had the chance to go to the Children's garden.
A little girl walked up to me and said, "What's the Children's Garden?"
I replied, "It's the place where we plant little children."
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Last night I had to call parent to tell them to have their daughters bring their swimsuits to sewing camp (yes, for rizzle) because we decided to break up the day and allow the girls to swim to get some of their psycho energy out (they were about to eat one another's heads off after two days of being shut up in a tiny room in the YMCA, trying to sew). One little girl, a nine-year-old by the name of Emily, answered the phone. She has a really high-pitch sweet voice that makes your face melt.
"Emily?"
"Yeah."
"Bring your swimsuit tomorrow and for the rest of the week; tell your sister to do it too."
"...why? I thought we were just swimming on Thursday."
"We're going swimming all day for the rest of the week. So bring your suit."
"ALL DAY? So no more sewing?"
"No more sewing. Moochie (the seamstress) and I decided that we just couldn't take it anymore, and we just want to swim for the rest of the week. So, no more sewing."
"So... really? All day? Swimming? SWEET!"
"No, not really, but bring your swimsuit and don't forget to tell your sister!"
"UHHH, WHAT!? SHAUNA! HAHAHAH"
Soooo good.