Logan: "Mommy, when I grow up, you can be my wife."
Mommy: "Logan, I am already Daddy's wife. When you grow up you will meet another person who will be your wife."
Logan: "Mommy, when you grow up, you will be a person. Then you can be my wife."
We'll just have to resolve this when he gets a little older. I couldn't bear to break the heart of my 3 year old.
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ha! he has it all worked out. you are lucky to be the only girl in that sweet little boy's heart. for now. :)
That's so sweet. Is he really three already? I just hate how fast time passes. Enjoy every minute.
Hi Lisa,
I always check your blog when I check Lizzie's. I love all your sweet stories. By the way, check out greensmoothiegirl.com. I have fallen in love with it, and with your garden, you would LOVE it!
Love, Vickie T.
SO adorable! Love the holding your pee entry. Hilarious!
What is it called when you love your brother? When John was born there was not sibling rivalry. You simply wanted John to be yours. You grabbed him the minute I turned my back and carried him off the day he came home from the hospital. It took me a giving you a new doll and lots of teaching to help you figure out you weren't his mom. You always shared with him and never hit him or any thing. I guess he was your all time best friend. John, was perfectly content to have you do practically everything for him. He didn't even mind when he grew up to have you do all the shopping and cleaning. Sorry, Liz.
Lisa, "Mommy, when I grow up can I marry John and live with you and Daddy?"
Mommy: Hah! we'll have to see about that. Do you love John?
Lisa: Yes, he's my bestest friend."
Mommy: "You're a good sister Lisa!"
Stiff competition from the little guy. I'll have to arm wrestle him for you or something, but he has to beat me before he's 12.
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