Nov 20 2007


This morning, in the car, on our way to daycare:

(Cole is in backseat playing with his Lightening McQueen and Mater cars.)
Cole: McQueen goes CRASH! (Crashing cars together.)
Me: McQueen crashed?
Cole: No, McQueen! No hitting! Not nice!

I’m glad to see that he listens once in a while.


  • By anne at, November 20, 2007 @ 10:37 am

    That is so sweet! Oh, and PS: If I had your figure, I would not be dieting – just from the post belly dancing photo I can tell you are a trim wench. I like you, so I am squelching jealousy.

  • By anne at, November 20, 2007 @ 11:16 am

    heels, you are just feeling flirty because the thought of pink and gold couches gets you hot. Don’t lie. I know you want it. Come pick it up for the low, low price of hauling it away!

  • By anne at, November 20, 2007 @ 11:24 am

    heels: Only if you tickle my butt with bamboo. I don’t think my husband will mind a little make-out. He uses air quotes when he talks about my ‘internet friends’ as if you are all imaginary.

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