My daughter IS the definition of independent.
Another day, another sickie.
So, I saw this cute little idea on pinterest.
My smart and sassy little girl just turned 5.
Sure, everyone eats their breakfast standing up with one leg on the table Captain Morgan style.
2012 is gone, 2013 is here. I may not have completed many of my goals or intentions for the past year, but I did manage to treat myself to more reading. Here’s my list of read books in 2012: Continue reading
Sitting at the breakfast table this morning: Bryson: “It’s Black Friday today.” Natalie Kate: “No it’s not, look out the window – there’s the horses and the farm. It’s not black. It’s a pretty day.”
My oldest son, Bryson, upon hearing me tell his little sister her breath indicated she needed to brush her teeth immediately: “Oh, she’s got Pennsylvania breath.” Me: “What? What do you mean – Pennsylvania Breath? What does that mean?” Bryson: “People in Pennsylvania have bad breath because they don’t brush their teeth. I saw it on T.V.”
Well that clears things up. You learn something new everyday I guess!