I love Owen’s phonetic spelling attempts. Zebras? Z-E-B-R-E-R-U-S
Owen got home from school.
Katie: Daddy, come down. Owen’s in the house now.
I was cooking in the kitchen, making a marinade with honey.
Katie: Is that syrup?
Me: No, it’s honey.
Katie: I love honey.
Me: You do?
Katie: Yes.
Me: Are you sure?
Katie: Yes!
I gave her some to taste. She makes a face.
Me: You don’t like it, do you?
Katie, shaking her head: NO.
Owen: Mom, when Katie is older and gives birth?
Me: Yes? [Intrigued as to where this is going to go.]
Owen: I’ll let my kids stay up until 9:30.