I don't intend for this blog to really be about my kids, but I have to share this story. I couldn't make this up:
Yesterday the girls had show and tell at preschool. The letter of the week was "U", which means they have to bring something that begins with "U". I asked Paige what she wanted to bring and she said, "U....U....Uvula"! Yup, she wanted to bring her uvula. (your uvula is that little dingle hopper that hangs down in the back of your throat....not trying to insult your intelligence, but perhaps you didn't know....) I taught them both what a uvula was because a long time ago, my cousin's young son mentioned his uvula and it cracked me up that he knew what it was.
This morning, the girls were playing kitty cat. I overheard Paige saying, "I'm scratching you because I don't have opposable thumbs." These kids crack me up.
