My stressful Friday swept all ideas of funny posts away. But as always, the children insert bright spots into tough days.
My three year old is my dreamer, my story-teller, my future poet. We had dinner with some friends on Friday night, and during dinner, she suddenly went into a little dreamworld with her own music. She stopped eating, and hummed Beethoven's Ode to Joy for a while (thank you, Little Einstein creators, for making my child sound so cultured) before returning to her dinner.
The kids have been watching the Veggie Tales version of Daniel, where they've heard of a city named "Babylon." Today they were all eating bologna, but my three year old kept calling it "babyloney".
8 years ago
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