Saturday, August 29, 2009

My sunshines

Two nights ago...

Henry: (climbing in my lap) Mom, sing me a song... like, that sunshine one or something.

Me: (singing) You are my sunshine, my only sunshine--

Henry: (interrupting) Wait! Isn't Dad your sunshine too?

Me: Yeah, dude, he is. But this is about you right now. (singing) You make me happy...


Tonight...

Me: (whistling)

Ad: Mom, do you speak bird? That would be really cool. But not as cool as if you could, like, talk to trees and stuff.


later tonight...

Ad: Mom, you know what's so cool? Dad was staying up late on Christmas, and he TOTALLY saw Santa Claus. Isn't that awesome?

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