After listening to a conversation between Max and Maizy, I learned a new criteria for being a mom.
Max: hey Maizy do you want to play family
Maizy: yeah
Max: okay you be the baby and I'll be your dad
Maizy: no, you be's the baby and me wanna be the mom
Max: you have to talk like a mom if you are the mom
Maizy: me will
Max: Maizy, mom's don't say be's and they don't say me when it's supposed to be I
Maizy: ummmmmm ok. You be's the dad and me be the mom.
Max: you are a bad mom
Maizy: (crying) MOM, Max said me a bad mom.
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Welcome to the fun of our world where crazy things are said on a daily basis! We are just trying to chronicle our lives so we have a modern day diary/baby books/family history. And it might provide some entertainment too!
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Thursday, January 3, 2013
#4
A friend of a friend's house burned down. They were in need of lots of things. One thing was clothing for their boys. I need to keep all my girl clothes but I usually keep all my boy clothes, give them to my nephew and when he's done I sell them at a consignment sale. So I decided to give these people all the 2t boys clothes we had in memory of Chase Kowalski. Chase, you are remembered.
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