Discipline fail
March 17th, 2013Me: Charlotte, did you hit your sister with a bat?
Charlotte: (nods) But I couldn’t find a ball!
Me: (snorts)
Me: Charlotte, did you hit your sister with a bat?
Charlotte: (nods) But I couldn’t find a ball!
Me: (snorts)
“…I’m going to be a musician, and a food writer. And I’m going to write about your food!”
-Henrietta, 10/3/12
You heard it here first!
As we were getting dinner together tonight, Charlotte marched into the kitchen to announce,
“Mommy, I have a poopy. I made a present for you!”
It’s official — Henrietta finally has her first loose tooth. She’s been eagerly awaiting this all year!
Riding in the car, talking about trees…
Grandpa: Do you know how to tell the difference between a spruce and a hemlock?
Charlotte: Yes. One is black, and one is…pink!
Dinner has devolved into knock-knock jokes.
Charlotte: Knock-knock!
Ben: Who’s there?
Charlotte: Banana!
Ben: Banana who?
Charlotte: (with great enthusiasm) Bananaman!
Funny moments from this morning’s commute:
Charlotte is two!
Candles were lit, silly hats were worn, and songs were sung:
Key stats from her checkup:
ETA: Perhaps in celebration, Charlotte pooped on the potty at school today!
Talking about the football loss this weekend:
“Well, I can be a little bit happy. I mean, I went to Harvard Yard Child Care Center.”
Oh no! What have we done?
Charlotte enters the living room and announces:
“I want some music.”
“I wanna dance!”