Ellie: Is is the one with the bench carts (Me*ijer) or the two seats(Tar*get)?
Me: The bench carts.
(Ah...she defines her shopping trips by the carts she gets to ride in. Me? I define them by how much I spend. Me*ijer=spending too much, Tar*get=spending way too much.)
Looking out the back slider door...
Me: Oh look, Elle, the bunny is still hiding under the playset's slide.
Ellie: Yep, he having a sleepover under there.
Josh and I were thinking of our favorite things to do with each one of the people in our family. Here's his list: Ellie: wrestle, Owen: wrestle, Daddy: wrestle, Mommy: "loves" (cuddles on the couch). I guess mom isn't getting down on the floor for a little WWF!
In the same conversation Josh asked me what my favorite things were to do with each person in the family. Here's my list: Josh: puzzles and games, Ellie: read books, Owen: play on the floor, Daddy: go out to eat by ourselves and talk.
Josh quickly replied, "No, Mom, your favorite thing to do with Daddy is to cry on his shoulder."
Hmmm. Musta been a rough week.
2 comments:
I like the last one (he's one perceptive guy). You poor thing, maybe it's time Mommy went out on a date.
Awwww... kids are so perceptive (you crying on Carey's shoulder) --If it's any consolation...Morgan was playing dolls the other day. She was playing with a Daddy and Morgan doll. I asked her, "Where's the Mommy?"
"Oh", she said, "She's at the doctors."
Groan. Too many doc visits?
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