Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Conversations with my Three-year-old

Anders: "Mom, those trees be so mean!"
Me: "How are they mean?"
Anders: "They are blocking the moon."

Me: "Good grief!...I just sounded like my dad!"
Anders: "Good grief. I just sounded like dad."

Anders: "We take a seed to the park tomorrow and cover it with sand and then it grows into a tree, okay?"

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