I got a two-fer today. First, my oldest:
As I was tucking her in tonight:
Cora: Mom, guess what I learned today?
Me: What's that?
Cora: When you go to jail, you are not allowed to shave. I mean they have shavers but you can't have them until your beard gets like way to down to here {gestures} and then they do it for you.
Me: {trying to sound nonchalant} Who told you that honey?
Cora: My teacher at daycare.
(By the way - I did try and ask her how that came up. She told me "we read a book about it." Ahhh ok.)
And the youngest's contribution:
Milly came home today still a bit sick, tired and CRANKY. She also came home with a large blue fingerpainted blob on paper. Trying to redirect the whiny, cranky, mess, I asked:
Me: Milly! This is beautiful! Is this a pool?
- to which she sullenly responded
Milly: NO! It's just BEW! [blue]
- and stomped off
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