I found a note the boy wrote about how good it felt when he was hugging a girl in a dream. I love that note.

Sitting here, listening to the mm (6 yo) narrate her play:

"'Say!' he said, picking up in his teeth, a bone."

I am afraid of trying to talk to her when she is finished with college.

Those are the best dreams. Messy, but totally worth it.

The mm is on a tear.

I told the kids this morning that in some countries, women and girls are not allowed to go to school. The mm says dismissively, "People are demented."

I admire her contempt for humanity. Very well-developed already.

"demented" - a Sesame Street word it is not !

Minifobette is flipping through my giant wall planner, reading out all the holidays in the coming year. When she gets to July, she tells me, "And look Mommy, there's Independence Day. That's the day when we have to do everything by ourselves."

Nice! Now she has a target date. :)

Takes after her mom?

:D

From my daughter's artwork today:




Stick Figure 1: Can me and Charlie have a ride to the movies?

Stick Figure 2: DON'T YOU KNOW THERE'S A WAR ON????

:)

She claims she heard the phrase from a book, but she can't remember which one.

Freaking awesome. I read it aloud here, everyone lost it.