You not only own two pairs of gray sweatpants, but you consider one your "good" pair.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
I could so totally not even write about this
During a visit from my mother last night Rachel tells Grandma how much she likes the movie Horton Hears a Who. Specifically, the scene where Horton the elephant dances around and shakes his tushy.
So my mom asks Rachel, "Does Horton have a little tiny tushy?" And Rachel answers, "No, he has a really big tushy like my mommy!"
So my mom asks Rachel, "Does Horton have a little tiny tushy?" And Rachel answers, "No, he has a really big tushy like my mommy!"
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Over the river and through the woods
As her classmates were leaving preschool today Anna told me she wanted a nap.
"When we get home?" I asked.
"No, right now."
"Why do you want to take a nap at school?"
"So I can know where I'm going."
"You mean a map?"
"Yes, I need to make a map to Grandma's house."
So she got some paper and a purple marker and sat down at the table. Pretty much everyone was gone when she finished.
So, there's her map. It's all wrinkled because she insisted on rolling it up. "People do that with their maps, Mommy," she assured me.
"When we get home?" I asked.
"No, right now."
"Why do you want to take a nap at school?"
"So I can know where I'm going."
"You mean a map?"
"Yes, I need to make a map to Grandma's house."
So she got some paper and a purple marker and sat down at the table. Pretty much everyone was gone when she finished.
So, there's her map. It's all wrinkled because she insisted on rolling it up. "People do that with their maps, Mommy," she assured me.
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