One day at breakfast the kids were having a deep discussion about the Egyptian Pyramids. Savannah, who frequently reminds Emery that she knows more than him because she’s the oldest, was telling him all about how the pyramids were used to bury Kings. She told him that they would make the King’s into mummies and bury them with all their gold to take to the afterlife.
Emery was quiet and I could tell his wheels were spinning.
Finally he says, “I don’t want to be a mummy.”
“Why?”
“Because”, he says. “I want to be the Daddy!”
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Last night we were coming home from church and I was lost in a song on the radio. Suddenly I became very aware of the conversation taking place in the back seat.
Savannah: “…my best friend has a pecker.”
Emery: “Well, then I am your best friend. I have a pecker too.”
I was trying to wrap my head around what they were talking about when Savannah tells Emery, “Hey, let’s switch birds. I want the one with the pretty feathers now.”
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oh Jodi, your children are so stinking cute!! How in the world would we make it without our sweet babies?????
Thanks, Jodi, I just spit Diet Coke all over my monitor!!!
I’m waiting for Tiny Talk, the book. I want a signed copy!
So darn funny! Love those little conversations by our little ones!