July 19, 2013
July 13, 2013
Fromage
At dinner we were discussing the ingredients from Garrett's pizza after he asked if pizza was an animal.
We talked about wheat being a plant and tomatoes being plants. When I asked him where cheese comes from he responded with confidence, "Trader Joe's!"
We talked about wheat being a plant and tomatoes being plants. When I asked him where cheese comes from he responded with confidence, "Trader Joe's!"
July 12, 2013
July 11, 2013
Not Bad
G: I want to be everything in the world.
Me: Like what?
G: Not a bad guy.
A good king, a good prince.
Me: Like what?
G: Not a bad guy.
A good king, a good prince.
A parade man.
A construction worker.
I think those are all of my choices.
And a family. I want to have a family.
July 9, 2013
Making a Four-Jam Sandwich
"Mama, come checkitout. I got all the stuff out that I want on my sandwich"
Progress
Audrey made the sign for "all done" at breakfast then walked to the kitchen door and said pee pee. I took her to the bathroom (dry diaper) and let her go. She promptly peed all over the floor!
July 6, 2013
July 4, 2013
July 3, 2013
July 2, 2013
TickaTickaTicka!
Audrey keeps coming up behind me while I'm sitting at the table and tickling my butt.
July 1, 2013
Sigh.
Walking to get ice cream this evening Garrett stopped then ran to the curb and turned his back to the street. Suddenly he jutted his butt to the street and smiled at me.
I asked him what he was doing.
His reply?
"Tooting."
Had Roast Beef
Audrey just grabbed my hand, put it on her foot and said, "Diss."
Her way of asking for "Diss Little Piggy."
Her way of asking for "Diss Little Piggy."
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