At La Med and G just pointed at his wrap and told me, "that's love"
December 20, 2012
December 15, 2012
December 11, 2012
December 7, 2012
December 4, 2012
December 3, 2012
When he's not here...
G: Is daddy coming home tonight?
Me: No, honey.
G: Where is he?
Me: He's in L.A.
G: But I really miss him when he's not here.
Me: Me too, baby.
G: And Audrey, I bet she misses him too.
Me: Yes, I'm sure she does.
Me: No, honey.
G: Where is he?
Me: He's in L.A.
G: But I really miss him when he's not here.
Me: Me too, baby.
G: And Audrey, I bet she misses him too.
Me: Yes, I'm sure she does.
December 2, 2012
Bock Bock
Dear Bebe -
When i come to your house for Christmas can we go to your neighbor's house and get eggs from under the chickens?
Love,
Garrett
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Dear Garrett,
I will ask my neighbor is we can do that for you. That could be lots of fun. Sometimes the chickens are out in the yard and not sitting on the eggs, but we can still see where they lay the eggs.
Dear Bebe,
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Dear Garrett,
I will ask my neighbor is we can do that for you. That could be lots of fun. Sometimes the chickens are out in the yard and not sitting on the eggs, but we can still see where they lay the eggs.
What do you think? They are fun to watch.
Love, Bebe
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(dictated by G)
I want to come to your house next time and have a playdate. And feed the chickens, can we feed the chickens too? What do chickens eat? Can we swim?
Love,
Garrett
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Dear Garret,
I think that we can feed the chickens too. They have special grain that they eat. It has some corn in it too.....Ha, Ha, they do NOT eat it like the man on the u tube video though.......They peck at it as it lays on the ground.
The pool water will be really cold, but I think you can at least wade in it if you want.
Love, Bebe
December 1, 2012
an enlightening conversation with your grandson
G: I want to knock down the Christmas tree.
Me: What? Why?
G: Because when I do I'll eat it.
Me: Huh? What?
G: Because I want to turn into a tree. When I eat it, I'll turn into a tree, right?
Me: Uh. No. What are you talking about?
G: What was that? (farting) ... I think it was a frog.
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