Owen: 2-4-6-8
Me: What comes next?
Owen: 10?
Me: Yes. Where did you learn that?
Owen: In two school!
Friends are coming to stay for a few days. The daughter is about Owen’s age and he’s REALLY been looking forward to it.
Owen: It’s Tuesday! Emily’s coming today!
Me: Yes. Please pick up these toys.
Owen: Katie, please pick up the toys. Emily doesn’t like a messy room.
Owen: Mom, I wish we had gramma’s ingredients for lunch.
Me: What are her ingredients?
Owen: Square crackers with cheese melted on them. [Triscuits and creamy havarti cheese.]
Owen: Mom, TJ is big enough.
Me: What do you mean big enough?
Owen: He’s like parents.
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At the pool playing with the rings with other kids around.
Katie: [Throws a ring] Go get it Owee! [Throws a ring] Go get it daddy! [Throws a ring] Go get it boy.
Katie hasn’t been able to open her bedroom door yet. This morning I walked down the hall to check on the kids since it was later than normal.
Katie: [From behind her door] Can Katie come out please?
We were driving to the pool (about 150 yards away) and on a whim I put Katie in my lap—she usually (obviously) sits in her rear-facing car seat.
Katie, as we’re driving down the road and she’s looking out the front: WHOAAAA! This is crazy!
I love these! Can Katie come out please? I laughed out loud! So damn cute.