Thursday, February 17, 2011

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Sweet Molly. The other day Molly grabbed Noah’s big toe and told him in an impish voice, “Noah, I’ve got your pig!” She was of course confusing “this little piggy” and “I’ve got your nose”.

Shortly after I pulled into a gas station to turn around and immediately she asked, “Mommy, can I go in with you?” I told her that no one was going in this time and she replied, “Oh, we’re just sleeping?” We all laughed out loud that our three year old assumes that we are sleeping in the parking lot at the gas station. Life on the road!

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