Laying in bed with Dres..."mommy, can we find a little horse for me to ride? Because I'm not very big...a little horse that walks slowly..." I love sleepy time chats.
Irelynd called me earlier to bring her home from Aunt Liisa's. I asked her why..." Well, mom, they were playing games I didn't want to play, and they were boring, and I was tired and you know I get grumpy when I'm tired, and I didn't want to be rude to the cousins so I called you..." She cracks me up-so insightful some days and others it's like talking her off a ledge every 5 minutes as she is about to self destruct.
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