Charlie asked me the other morning if I would put on a moody (movie) for him. I said, "Oh, let's not watch a movie this morning, if we watch too many movies it's not good for our brains." In retort, he loudly insisted, "But Mommy, I DON'T HAD A BRAIN!" He followed me around reiterating that declaration throughout the morning. Yeah, no movies were watched that day.
Today, feeling a little like the rest of us are feeling, Charlie said, "Mommy, in my ear, there is a stomach-ache."
Chloe loves to send texts to her Dad. She sent this hopeful message the other day, leaving out a key word: party.
It's me daddy! There is going to be a tomorrow! I can't wait!
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I heard one of Charlies many repetitions. Trace's repetition lately has been "I hate you! I hate you, I hate you!" Whenever he doesn't get screen time.
Love your words. Love your wordsmiths.
tee hee hee hee hee!!! i don't had a brain either and i am always excited when i think there's going to be a tomorrow. :) thanks for posting, makes me so happy!
I LOVE her texts. She is really a cutie! I'm going to send that text to Paul-ha ha!
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