Maxx gave me a card he decorated with stickers.
Me: Which one is your favorite sticker?
Maxx points to an apple sticker.
Me: The apple, not Lightning McQueen?
Maxx: I like apples. Apples are good to eat. Um, can I maybe have an apple?
Me: I don't think we have any apples right now. Nope, no apples. Sorry.
Maxx: Oh. Okay, then, I will have some water.
Maxx: Mom, I want you to play Legos with me.
Me: I thought Daddy was playing with you.
Maxx: Well, Daddy is going to weed whack the yard and Kyla is going outside to play.
Me: If Daddy wasn't going to weed whack, would you still want me to play?
Maxx: No, I would want Daddy.
Recently, Kyla has been playing in make believe that things get "Electrocated." I haven't corrected her yet.
Coming
back from the park, Kyla yells, "I'm gonna run until I fall
down!" and takes off on a dead sprint, falling down laughing. "Oh, that was
sooo great!"
Love the gift of seeing life through the eyes of my children.
Especially since I was not exactly a carefree child when I was young. And obviously, at that time, I didn't know how to appreciate the innocence in such absolute abandon, as I can now.
And lastly, here is the current list of "When I grow up, I want to be:"
Maxx: A policeman and a ninja
Kyla: A paleontologist
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