A Conversation VIII
Dylan: Ugh, someone needs to change Jordan's diaper.....It smells like poop in here. It smells like cookies at the same time..... Mama, did you make cookies?
Sarah: No.
Dylan: Hmmm. Jordan, were you eating cookies?
Sarah: No.
Dylan: Hmmm. Jordan, were you eating cookies?
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posted by Sarah at
Friday, January 12, 2007
6 Comments:
....and while for Dylan the mystery of why the sun rose in the east and set in the west would, for the time being remain, one of life's curious conundrums had been solved.
Maybe the Cookie Monster stopped by to use the bathroom...?
I can't give any explanation for this. Chalk it up to weird children, I guess
You're not supposed to find the explanation for it Sarah. You just write it down and in 10 years, 15 years, 20 years....when they are grown up, you pull out the little book you wrote all these tidbits in, and you smile whenever you need to.
Ha! Clever boy! ^_^
Candace- he's got quite the thought processor.
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