Thursday, May 23, 2013
Nick: You wanna go take care of Mack?
N: Mack Daddy!
C: Mack Ca-yeb!
After falling down
V: Are you ok?
C: I not cying. I happy.
After pulling on the oven door (oven wasn't on thankfully), it opened unexpectedly, he fell
V: Are you ok? Are you hurt?
C (crying, shakes head no)
V: Did it just scare you? I know, that was kinda scary.
C: I not scared. I not cying.
While looking at our new chickens in the garage
C: Hi chicks! (Grabs some bedding stuff, throws it in cage).
Dat good. No more.
While at Panera eating breakfast with my friend, Emily:
C: Mommy! I need go potty!
V: Ok, let's go!
C: Mommy! Run!
Praying for dinner
V: Dear God,
C: Tank you por Mommy, Daddy, Strike, Dinosaurs, Baseball annnnd our.....I dunno know!
V: Our food...in Jesus' name,
Posted by Valerie B. at 9:46 AM