Milk
Carson’s complaint about his milk this morning, It is vewy (very) milky!
Carson’s complaint about his milk this morning, It is vewy (very) milky!
I read a story to Owen about Booker T. Washington today. I then went into a long explanation about how all people are different, but we are all special in our own way. His response, But some people have the same hats. Right you are, Kiddo! Right you are!!
Owen’s Story- Five little goblins were ready for Halloween. The first wanted to be a ghost. The second wanted to be a witch. The third wanted to be a pumpkin. The fourth wanted to be a bat. They fifth wanted to be himself. They all went out in the dark to scare the trick-or-treaters. And …
I asked Owen one day what type of monkey was his favorite. I said, “Do you like gorillas, spider monkeys, gibbons?” He stops me and says, Gibbons are not monkeys, Mom. They are apes.
After pushing the garage door button to open up the garage Owen states, Look, it’s like the garage door is falling up.
The other day Owen lovingly stated, Mommy, I love you more than I love wild animals and carnivores!
Sarah was giving Owen a hug and said, “I’m going to give you a big squeeze.” After she was done giving him a hug, he grabbed her arms to put them around him and said, Don’t ever stop squeezing Mommy. Not tomorrow, or tomorrow, or tomorrow, or tomorrow.
While sitting on the pot, Owen said, Mommy, I think that was the pear I had on Monday. That was a HUGE poopy!
One evening before Lane got home from work, Carson brought Sarah’s phone to her and said, Daddy come home, Daddy come home. He was asking to call Lane to have him come home for supper.
Mommy, when I am old enough to teach my kids, I am going to teach them to watch Wipeout. Owen, 4, about his favorite TV show