Gotta Love Grace
Just a glimpse of what I’ve heard from my princess this last week:
“Please or please. I’ll give you twenty dollars when I grow up!”
I touched Jedi’s little ballies. Eeww! Do I have to wash my hands? Eeww, Bleck! Do I have to wash my hands three times?”
After riding a real camel at a church’s Family Fun Night on October 31, Grace runs up to me and says, “I touched the camel’s BIG butt!”
While on a nature walk around the neighborhood, I made up a song to the tune of “who are the people in our neighborhood…” Instead I changed the words to “What are the leaves in our neighborhood?” Grace joins in with her own song and tunejumpingng over bird poop in the street…”
Grace is playing in her bed. She should be sleeping, but instead I hear this…”You’re a butt head! Na na na na na na! They’re coming! Attack.”
And on a morsolemnem note, today the bad guys were nailing her three princess Barbie dolls to the cross. But don’t despair, the Rescue Heroes came and pulled out the nails.
Have I mentioned this kid is hilarious!
