Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Life is Dangerous

So last night at dinner the kids were having hot dogs and Harper said, "I can't eat this, it will kill me." Quinn looked at her and said, "If it does, don't worry Harper, everytime we see a hot dog, we'll think of you." Then later, when I asked her to go to bed, she replied "Awww mama, if I do that, it will kill me like a dog being whipped by a one eyed crocodile." Happy to report, she made it.

1 comment:


    ...reminds me of the few times I've heard E tell A (in a soothing very high-pitched voice) "Don't worry, it won't kill you."


    Was thinking of you just this week... miss you guys!