Eden to daddy: Look at the mess you made.
Hope: Can we visit gma?
Mom: No. It costs lots of money.
Hope: We can get some from the mall.
Mom: The mall doesn't give you money.
Hope: Well we can get on a train and it can take us to the money store.
Hope loses a lone skittle she found in her carseat: GREAT! Now I'm going to be hungry for YEARS!
Hope: I had a dream you left me all alone and I had to talk to cowboys.
During sacrament Noah rubs a mosquito bite on the top of his hand, then extends his arm in front of him His hand is in a fist and he moves his it up and down like Spiderman. When nothing comes out of the bite he shrugs and goes back to drawing.
Hope: I don't want that anymore. It tastes like cowboys.
1 comment:
eden...that is calling the pot calling the kettle black, but then again it takes one to know one LOL.I loved the cowboy dreams and they must taste pretty bad. But I bet it is the way they smell. I love that you do this. It always makes my day to hear these things. :)
I am coming to see you all in 7 wks. Buying my ticket tomorrow. :)
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