Friday, March 13, 2009

Library Day

My youngest daughter made a request of me yesterday, I wanna go to dah libary and sit on a little chair at a little table and look at a book, a lotta books.

How could I say no? So we're driving to the library, and she pipes up from the back seat, Mom how come grandma T, grandma Doreen, grandpa, and Aunt M all say "Pardon"?

Isn't she brilliant to notice that it's a generational thing?

And today when Mr. O brought her some french fries back from lunch, her face lit up and she fairly squealed with delight, Oh french cries, I just love french cries!

4 comments:

Shawn said...

Cutie.

Come back and see my fabulous find...

But be prepared to shed a few tears...

Shawn said...

Whoops! I have several alter-egos.

This is me.

Emma J said...

This is making me miss having little little ones - instead of half-grown and nearly-grown little ones. Brilliant and adorable - and understandably irrestistable.

kailani said...

Ooh, I love French Cries, too! LOL!