Archery
- Me: Look, they're doing archery over at our park.
- Amber: They're shooting a tree?!
- Me: No, they're doing *archery.* Bows and arrows and stuff. It's called "archery."
- Amber: Oh, so they're shooting down *our* tree? Who's shooting down our tree?
Our Christmas morning, in two minutes.
Music: “Wavy Glass” by Podington Bear (via Vimeo’s Music Store)
naughty clothes
Amber: Papa, do you want to be on the naughty list?
J: Nope. Why would I want to be on the naughty list? Naughty people don’t get toys.
Amber: Yup, naughty people get clothes!
Christina: Wha?! Do you mean “coal?”
Amber: What’s coal?
Glad we got this cleared up today, otherwise Amber was going to be super sad tomorrow.
Look at me, hopping on the meme train well after it’s left the station. Why? Because this post made me. (click to embiggen)
I think we can all agree that today is a heavy day. So why not lighten up the mood a skoosh with some completely random photos of my boy Nathan being, well, Nathan.
update: I could have just captioned this “Hipster Nathan,” no?
More photos from this morning’s adventures at the lake. It was a busy day: lake in the morning, dinner and fun with the Sadler’s in Cedar City this evening.
Imagine, if you will, the image of the horse above is a simple illustration for a child instead of the photograph that it is. With me? Good.
Today at the speech pathologist, Elle was shown the horse illustration and then asked to say what the horse was doing. The answer that the pathologist wanted was “jumping.” Elle’s answer? “It’s trying to get out!” Golly, I love that kid.
