I am a mother of three children: Danny (now 14), James (now 12), and Katie (now 8). After putting all the funny things they say and do into posts on my Facebook page, some of my friends suggested I start a blog. And now, I'm in my fifth year of documenting their antics.
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Wednesday, October 26, 2011
How to Pick a Pumpkin
Danny's advice to James before going pumpkin picking: "The dude doesn't pick the pumpkin; the pumpkin picks the dude." (10/3/10)
Saturday, October 1, 2011
No Refunds
Over the summer, Katie held a "garage sale" where she sold some of her belongings to family members and was happy with her profits. This morning, while in our bedroom, she came across a paperweight with her photo in it that she had made in school. She asked Tom, "Hey! What are you doing with this? This is mine!" Tom, having bought it at her garage sale, replied, "You sold it to me, remember?" While examining it in her hand, she said, "Well, I'm taking it. I need it for my book." Defeated, Tom said, "Then can I have my money back?" Already running out of the room, she yelled, "Sorry! No refunds!" as she slammed her bedroom door. (10/1/11)
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