we can walk from our neighborhood to the kids’ school. after we get off the path, there is a fenced drainage area. with all the rain, it is now completely grown over and the animals are loud as all get out.
7yo: it looks like muck, smells like yuck, and sounds like frog.
the whole family walking back from open house at school. in the midst of talking about teachers and projects….
9yo: when Santa is not delivering presents, he is blogging.
me: [thinking how tf did Santa get into this conversation??]
drive to school this morning.
daddy: oh no, here comes the sun!!! if we were vampires, we’d all be dead!
9yo’s response: i’ve been working on my chicken impression. it’s coming along quite well.
words of wisdom from 5yo: you can’t forget to wear underwear to school; your bum will get cold!
figures the 4yo who we practically have to tackle and hold down to put clothes on on school days is itching to get dressed today since she has no school
daddy to 6yo: do you know how to get home from here [walking home from 6yo’s school]?
6yo: yes [walks in that direction]
daddy to 3yo: do you?