“Hilariously, (Yuki) is just looking for more food.”
“where did you take that ball, pug? Oh, it appears to be under here.”
The NEXT day still:
“come on pug, show me where the ball is. I’m not gonna give you a belly rub if you don’t show me where the ball is.”
me: I am ready for this snow to melt.
you: not me. I love the snow.
me: I would like some summer.
you: well, don’t tell God that, cuz I want winter to stay!
nanna: That is called a hot air balloon.
you: I know that.
nanna: Boy, you know everything.
you: No. God does. It just seems like I do.
During math this morning I noticed that you knew there were six or eight objects in stacked rows of three and four without counting them. I covered your page when you identified six without counting again, and I asked
“how you do know that is six without counting it?”
You responded, “if you add the top three to the bottom three you know that’s six, right Mom?”
All I could do was cry. I don't know how you can know that already? I’m so happy for you that you are establishing such a strong relationship with numbers so early. I didn’t know numbers until I was an adult. You are going to be so fun to teach! :)
After taking your first bite of our fresh warm cinnamon streusel muffins you exclaimed, “this is exquisite!”.
I asked your Dad if he could put the milk away for me. I said, “I forgot... like a boob.” Then I realized you were within earshot and I cringed in your direction, ashamed for calling myself a “boob” in front of you. A frozen moment passed and then you broke the silence squeaking, “awk-waaard!”
Your Dad fittingly stated, "he fits in just perfectly around here."
And you certainly do my little sweet. You are quick, witty silly, and fun... just to name a few.
