Pigs don’t live in houses; they live on the farm. — Matthew
Adelaide: Knock-knock (as she knocks on my shoulder).
Me: Who’s there?
Repeat many times, until finally my “Who’s there?” gets this response from Adelaide: “Orange. Ha, ha, ha, so funny!” (She laughs as she puts her little hand to cover her mouth.) I need to tape it…it’s very funny! LOL
Adelaide keeps pretending there are giants in the hallway. LOL!
posted: 03/16/2011 5:29 p.m.
I can’t help but be amused when Matthew refers to Mike and me as his “grown-ups.”
posted: 03/16/2011 5:10 p.m.
Adelaide: “Oh, Matthew!” Woo hoo!!!!!!!!!!! 😀
posted: 03/17/2011 8:39 a.m.
Matthew & Mike were having a pretend camp out earlier. Sitting in the tent (in the family room), Matthew was telling Mike a “spooky” story about a big pink frog that took all of the s’mores. LOL!!
Adelaide to Mike: “Oh, no, Daddy! Bugs!” Over and over and over again. She thinks the dark, purple fuzzies from the throw blanket are bugs. Too funny! LOL
Time to get Adelaide a baton. She keeps twirling the kiddie broom. 🙂
Adelaide has invented a new spa treatment, the chicken nugget foot scrub. My feet feel so refreshed already!
Adelaide’s latest interest is walking backwards. She’s been practicing every day. Sometimes, she likes to play the harmonica while walking backwards. The amusements are endless around here.
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away.” — Henry David Thoreau