Talmage asked for apple slider to drink.
My kid just said...
Brooklyn opened a door and caught Nic and me hugging. “What is this?!” she exclaimed, “A family home reunion?!”
Clara – “Every grown-up needs a hammer.”
Brooklyn - “Can you lick this envelope, because my lick isn’t wet enough.”
“You’re funny,” I told Clara. “No,” she stated as-a-matter-of-factly, “I’m cute.”
I had dark eyeshadow on yesterday. Clara said it was pretty because it looked like I had more eyebrows.
Talmage told me that he was going to play limbo the next day in pre-school. I suggested we practice at home that night. He told me no, because then it wouldn’t be very ‘teachy and learnish’ at school the next day.
Talmage told Clara that he doesn’t like the taste of milk. “But I like the taste,” she replied. Talmage then exclaimed, “That’s because you have different breath!”
Talmage saw some streams of sunshine on the floor and informed me that he was going to, “jump over the white shadows.”
Brooklyn said, “Do you know what I hate about clipboards? Nothing! I just love ‘em.”