Friday, November 29, 2013

5,4,2, baby

My sister has four kids, three boys and a girl. The oldest boy is 5, then the girl is 4, another boy is 2, and the baby, a boy, is 8 mos. These are just a few things that have happened over the last few days.

Kid (2)~*watching me write in my notebook* Aunti Grace, what are you coloring?

Kid (4)~*looking at her reflection in a spoon* Wow! My head is huge.

Kid (5)~ Aunti Grace, dad says that our bodies are mostly made of water but water is squishyer than us so how does that work?
Me (old enough to know the answer)~ Uhh. . . You should ask Daddy.

Kid (4)~ Who's suitcase is that in the living room?
Me~ Uncle Mike's.
Kid~ Oh. I'm gonna go sit in it.

My sister~ What are you going to do in your nap today?
Kid (2)~ Talk and fuss and play.
The next day while being tucked in he muttered to himself:
"No talking,no fussing, no playing.

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