At the breakfast table this morning:
“When I’m a teenager, I’m going to…”
“Where do people live at night? Like Miss N__, does she live at dance (class?)”
“Mommy, why do our neighbors like Halloween? They don’t know Halloween is bad?”
“I’m gonna drink the smoothie now so I can have hash browns for dessert.”
“You know mommy, Flo’s kitchen is better than Chinese (restaurants.)”
After breakfast, she asked me, in English accent, if I wanted her autograph. “How do you spell your name?”
“F-L-O,” I said.
“Okay. How do you write F? I know how to do the L, and the O.”
I showed her F, then she proceeded. She handed me the paper. It reads: O L F. Pretty good for a three-year-old, don’t you think?
Have a blessed day, everyone. Hope your day is surrounded by things and people that make you smile:)