Thursday, December 25, 2008


I love my six year old niece. She's one of the most authentic and coolest chicks I've ever met.

Her Mimi was regaling us with a tale about the little black kids from down the street who are always getting on her nerves and messing up her lawn. She said,"I told that little black boy that he could go home and mess up his own damn yard, but he better stay outta mine!"

Mali didn't even miss a beat. She piped up, "Mimi, that black boy has a name. And his name is Jordan."

Thatagirl, Mal Mal! At six years old, a woman after my own heart!!