Annie was snuggling her Daddy awhile back and was playing with his chest hair that was sticking out of the top of his shirt. "Daddy," she says, ever so sweetly, "I like your grass."
William has enjoyed his soccer season (and even scored a few more times and played happily for the majority of the games!), but his team lacked, well, talent. They lost. Every game. At one point they were playing a team that had some bigger kids on it (4-6 year olds is the league) and Will says, "Well, maybe if they didn't have us playing 9 year olds!" The next time we talked about it, they had aged to fourteen.
We went to Logan for Spring Break and did some driving around town with Jenn and her kids. Jenn's oldest son James (7) asked about the Logan Police saying, "Mom, are the police everywhere watching out for us?" Jenn of course responded with the affirmative. Fast forward through a soccer game, and we were in the car again. Annie is very worried when she states, "Mom, the police are everywhere."
Me: You're right, they're everywhere watching out for us.
Annie: What are we going to do?
Me: What are we going to do about what?
Annie: (Increasingly more anxious) Mom! What are we going to do?!
Me: What are we going to do about what, Annie?
Annie: The Police! How are we gonna kill 'em?!
I think she may have had the whole good guy/bad guy thing a little confused. We're working on it.
Wilson Halloween Extravaganza! - Potions, and Bingo, and mummies- oh my! We had witches, and zombies, and a pirate- no lie!
1 year ago