Those Funny Kids

Yesterday, a friend of ours sent some hand-me-down clothing to Babygirl. Babygirl immediately requested to wear two skirts, a shirt and a sweater, all at the same time. I said, "Oh, look! What a cute skirt!" Later on, she gestured toward her hot-pink, plaid skirt and said, "I wearin' my curtain." Get it? Skirt? Curtain?

Last night at 10:30 p.m., I checked to see if the twins were going to sleep. I see the glow of their television (yeah, they have a television in their room, wanna make something of it?) and I said, "Hey, boys! Time to sleep!" And TwinBoyA said from the floor, "Awwwww, Mom! It's about artichokes!" I stifled a laugh and said, "Okay, finish watching it but when it's over TURN OFF THE TELEVISION!"

 


Babygirl uses C0urney L0ve's hairstylist. And yes, she pays too much. (Actually, this is just a really bad case of bed-head. Babygirl's never had a haircut, which is sad, isn't it, that a child should be so hair deficient?)