Noah: (referring to Henry's silky hair) Mom! Feel that softness! It feels like a skunk's...Henry, do you feel like a skunk?
Mom: It feels like a skunk's what?
Noah: A skunk's tail.
Noah: (while watching youtube videos sitting on my lap with Henry) We haven't seen this one, right Dry Patch?
Mom: "Dry Patch?" Why am I "Dry Patch"?
Noah: Cuz you have sticks on ya. Henry's a stick and I'm a stick.
Noah also spent the day casually addressing me as "Big Boy".
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
What in the world do I write?
I've thought about doing this for a while now, but now that I'm on this page I have no idea what to write. I need to vow not to overthink anything....just write something. Okay.
There are so many funny, strange, annoying, or somewhat noteworthy things that happen throughout my day with three kids, that I have decided this would be a great way to record some of them. If not, days just seem to blend together as non-specific memories. I would like to remember details about my adventure as a "hang-out-with-my-kids-all-day-long" mom.
There are so many funny, strange, annoying, or somewhat noteworthy things that happen throughout my day with three kids, that I have decided this would be a great way to record some of them. If not, days just seem to blend together as non-specific memories. I would like to remember details about my adventure as a "hang-out-with-my-kids-all-day-long" mom.
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