Sterling was sitting on my lap and I told him I'd like to talk to him. I then asked him to tell me about a bunch of things and people. Here are his responses.
Tell me something about:
Santa Clause - he says "ho ho ho".
Reindeers - they fly.
Cooper (the cat) - he eats his food.
Eden - she goes bonkers and crazy.
Harrison - He plays games.
Zoey - She watches movies.
Daddy - He goes "Aaaaaaahhhhhh" (in a screech)
Me (mommy) - You do homework.
Grandpa - He says "Fee Fi Fo Fum"
Then he says, "Okay, now let's talk about me!"
Ha ha ha
I told him to tell me something about him and he told me he likes to watch movies and he likes the color green.
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Monday, December 16, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Toast
It's 11:00am. The kids and I have been waiting for Jim to bring back donuts for a while now. We're hungry so I ask Eden if she wants toast and she agrees.
As I'm taking the bread out she tells me, "I don't like my toast heated up, Mom."
"So you just want bread then," I ask.
"Yep."
"Okay, that's just called bread than, not toast."
Ha ha. She cracks me up!
Friday, December 13, 2013
Sad little girl
Eden has been crying long after Sterling has fallen asleep. He often falls asleep first and she will just sing and jibber jabber to herself and her animals. Tonight she has been crying and yelling.
I just went in to check on her and this was our conversation:
Me: What's wrong, honey?
Eden: I don' know!
Me: Are you sad?
Eden: Yes, I sad.
Me Why are you sad?
Eden: Because I don't knoooowww.
Then she decided to call Grandpa and tell him ni-night. So, we called grandpa...and she refused to talk to him. Well, for a minute anyway.
I just went in to check on her and this was our conversation:
Me: What's wrong, honey?
Eden: I don' know!
Me: Are you sad?
Eden: Yes, I sad.
Me Why are you sad?
Eden: Because I don't knoooowww.
Then she decided to call Grandpa and tell him ni-night. So, we called grandpa...and she refused to talk to him. Well, for a minute anyway.
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