One thing I fear may be lost forever due to my writing break are the gems that have come out of the mouth of my 3-year old. At the time I swear I will remember them forever, but of course that's not reality. It is the recording of them that gives them immortal life.
So, with no further a-do, I give you Tator Tot:
Knock, Knock
Who's there?
Milkshake.
Milkshake who?
Pickle!
Mom: Everyone safely buckled in?
Tator: Flee buckled in!
(You might have to think about that one for a minute.)
Tator: Something smells like a toot
Dad: I think it's the eggs
Tator: Eggs don't toot
Tator: Where's Dad?
Mom: He's running on ahead
Tator: Dad's running on a head?!
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3 comments:
Hi Joanne,
I told Brad a while ago that I think Taben is going to be a writer...he was telling me a story at the lunch table about a cat with 3 eyes and one was missing... it cracked me up... he has a great imagination and quick with his responses... he is such a JOY =)
Either that or a stand up comic! And thanks for making him comfortable enough to express himself.
Love it!
That is why I am so glad I blog- I am terrible at pictures so writing down these things is key!
Morgan
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