Roomies

Got some good people living in my house with me.

This great dad comes home and spends lunchbreaks like this:
Reading Neely a book and blowing up balloons for Cason.
Today I asked her about some of the animals she likes to read about in her favorite book-the farm one. We didn't have the book with us, but I asked "What does a kitty say?" and "What does a duck say?" and so on. She got meow and quack, well...kwaaa really. Ha. She just gave me a look when I tried to get her to do some more.

The other day I asked Paige to do something, can't remember what. She told us "That's one chore I won't do." We didn't see that one coming, and thankfully she was just trying to be funny, because there was no way I'd have kept a straight face while setting her straight.

Cason is a quick learning fellow. We arrived a wee bit early to pick Jess up from work on Friday. I guess we were a little excited to steal him back and start our weekend.

So we sat in the car chatting, while we waited. The mail had come JUST before we left the house, and I brought it in the car. Cason wanted to "read" the little ads catalogue thing. I heard him say to Paige, "I wish mama's hair was like that." I almost laughed, and then asked to see what it was. It was a picture of a lady getting a massage, an ad for a spa or something, and her hair was slicked back into a tight bun. I don't know what he meant, or what he liked about her hair exactly.

I teased him and said "OH! You don't like my hair, huh? I see!" I thought it was obvious that I was teasing him, but he quickly said "No! I wike your hair! Wike this!" and then he played with a piece of my hair while he said it.

THEN he added "Wif(if) someone made your hair wook wike this," and he pointed at the picture of the lady again, "I would be SO MAD at dum!"

Haha! I love that little gent.