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Wednesday, June 24, 2015

twenty / fifty two


Hayes, 4 years: ... He uses whatever stall tactics he can to delay the going to bed process, but lately, I've actually been listening to his rambling questions and I've got to say, he has some good ones!
For instance, the other night he asked me, "Mama, do you think everyone's phone is named Siri?" (well, why wouldn't he think that?!).
And then last week, we had a conversation that went something like this:
 Hayes: "Mama, where does your energy go after you use it?"
Me: "Well, it goes into whatever task you're putting your effort and energy into."
Hayes: "No, but I mean where does the actual energy go?"
Me: "Good question, buddy!"
Thank God for Google!

Greyson, 19 months: ...He is such a sponge, you can almost see the information and words he's learning soaking into his tiny body. And in typical boy fashion, he understands that poop is always funny. Last night at dinner, he was reciting one of Hayes' favorite phrases, saying over and over "Poop! Eyeball! Poop! Eyeball!" {Hayes' has a few more words - "Poop in your eyeball!" - but you get the gist!)


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