Monday, May 20, 2013


Two days ago, Kate told me she wanted to take gymnastics. I figure when we move and get settled I should have no problem looking into that.  But she followed that up with "and I want to take princess classes too!" which may be a little harder to find.
Later in the day, Kate came to find me in whatever room I was packing in at the time and said, "Mommy, you don't need to come in the living room but you need to get me a washrag." Insert heart rate increase here. I went into the living room to find that she had smeared yogurt all over the arm of the couch, which is thankfully leather so it wiped up easily. But what possesses you to smear yogurt in the first place?

She's definitely something else, that kid.

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