...Make for funny blog posts. : ) I love listening to Jackson talk:
Before breakfast: (whispered) "I am hiding, Rebecca. I'm hiding from the oatmeal. Hide with me so you don't have to eat oatmeal."
Midmorning, in response to my question: "I don't think I would like a haircut, no. But I do think I would like a haircut if I had....um, five gumballs?"
(after said haircut)
Before lunch, in conversation: "I really like Grandma Joey's eggs. I don't like your eggs, Mom. If you brought me eggs, I would tell you to put them back."
After lunch, noodles everywhere, and in response to my You crazy kids... "Mom, don't say that. God says don't say that."
And my favorite: "Mom! You better come now! Becca pooped on your rug!"
Naps, then, shall we?
Truly, these are good times.
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I finally finished the quilt I have been meaning to send to a dear friend.