The ride to school is quite a chatty jaunt
All from the four year old
Because the two year old cannot get a word in.
“Mommy, Roman said he’s gonna marry me.”
“Mommy… Jimmy said you have crazy hair some days”
I don’t like that kid anyway…
And don’t get me started on his mom’s hair…
Seriously.
“Mommy… I just blew bubbles with my butt”
Classy girl I am raising.
“Mommy! Carson picks his nose and eats his boogers… it gross”
“Mommy…I need you a get me some new sparkle shoes…”
“Mommy…I want to buy a dog”
I swear…
it is about a 20 minute drive and 19 ½ minutes of Landon air time.
Sweet Lord…
That girl can talk.
So today…
“Mommy… you need a see our raccoon”
What?
“Mommy I be so serious”
What in the hell is she talking about?
“Mommy…
da raccoon is so berry cute…
both of dem”
They have a raccoon at school?
Two of them??
Pulling me down the hall…
We must see the raccoons…
Then I will have a chat with the teacher about the germs they carry
how they are ensuring the children are safe…
and why they can’t just get a goldfish.
“Mommy….
Mommy…
see?!
Da raccoon is so cute.
LOOK!
Look…
it a butterfly now.
Oh! I see
The “raccoon”?
is (or was now) a cocoon…
I don’t have the heart to tell her.
Because she is so excited over the butterfly…
And it is just so damn cute…
