We went to Iowa last week and stayed in a hotel. Sarah heard us talking about whether to get one king-sized bed or two queens, and she had an opinion of her own: "How about a king size bed for Dad, a queen size bed for Mom, and princess size bed for me!" Spoken like a true princess.
Noah and Sarah were making pictures for an exhibit at their own art museum. One of Sarah's was a black spidery-looking blob, so I said, "That looks like a spider." She said, "No, it's doesn't have eight legs! It's Noah with his wild long hair."
We decided to have homechurch today, so while I was taking a shower, Noah and Sarah were setting up communion. They were tearing up bread and pouring juice into little fancy glasses. Noah came bursting into the bathroom to say, "Mom! Sarah keeps drinking the wine!"
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