We were sitting at the kitchen table the other day, just shooting the breeze, and Ben said to Benson, "I bet you are the smartest kid in your class." (Insert Mom assuring him it's not smartness that counts, but good old fashioned hard work, ahem) To which Benson replied,
"No dad. I'm not. But I AM the best looking."
We sort of tried not to chuckle and said a few, "Well yes you are. We think you are sooo very handsome," and such and he simply said,
"Well it's true. I'm the only kid who ever has their hair done."
Oh the complicated world of a 1st grader.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Posted by Carrie at 8:47 AM
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Isn't it nuts
that no matter how crazy the day has been,
I find my thoughts and heart wandering
and I am nearly overcome with intense love for them?
I think that is one of my favorite things about living.
I want to bottle those moments and drink them up whenever I'm feeling down.
Mmmmmm, so delicious.
Posted by Carrie at 1:55 PM