Claire pondering the moose we saw while grooming the XC ski trail on the lake... "How old were you when you were on your own, mom?" 19. "Oh, well that moose must have been 19 and I hope it's mom was 36!"
Ella at the dinner table this week..."Fart is a synonym for toot!" Correct, but really now?
Thomas began eating a peanut butter cracker and apparently it didn't taste good so he promptly spit it into my hand. Claire then commented, "EeeOoo...we'll have to do that when we're moms!" To which Ella chimes in, "I'll make my kid spit in the garbage." If it were only that easy, girl...
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