While driving home from a family party about 9:45 p.m.
"Look at the moon mom. Do you see it? It's coming with us. Hey the moons coming with us."
6.21.2009
Katie whispers in Fenn's ear, "When are you going to start going potty on the toilet like a big boy?" Fenn thinks for a second, "Um, Thursday night."
Situation: Lynlee changing Fenn's diaper Fenn, "Is is black?" Lynlee, "No." Fenn, "Is it green?" Lynlee, "No." Fenn, "Then what color is it?" Lynlee, "Brown." Fenn, "Hmm. It smells black."
6.01.2009
Throwing pinecones in Twin Lakes. . .
Fenn, "Ouch. I got cut by a pineapple."
After listening to the song I Wanna Be a Rockstar in the car . . . Fenn, "Hazel, you wanna be a rock star with me? Huh, do yah?"
Fenn, "Mommy where you going?" Mommy, "Crazy! Wanna come?" Fenn, "Yeah! Where are my shoes?"
These blogs were started as a journal for Fenn & Hazel. I will record all their little pearls of wisdom and the things that crack us up. We will print them out once a year so they will have them forever.