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A Night with the Kiddos

This post is dedicated to all the funny things Zach and Chelsea had to say while spending the night with me.  Mom and Dad had gone to a concert and so they spent the night with me.  Ted was in Colorado - so it was just the three of us:

I bought them each a little something because the had kind of outgrown the toys that we have at the house:
Me:  I got you each a prize.
Zach:  Please DON'T let it be socks.

Chelsea had been drawing a picture.  She came to show it to me.  She had made a bunch of people.
Me:  Who are all of these people?
Chelsea - goes through and names tell me who they are, her and me and some others:  and this one is Papa, because this one is bald.

Chelsea gets into the freezer and comes out with Cool Whip - "can I eat this?  I won't eat it in your bed."  So I get her a juice bar instead, she chooses lime - and decides she is going to call it lemon.  "If I want another one, can I have another one?  If I'm not too wound up? What if it makes me calmer?"

In the morning - Chelsea wanted a bath.  She likes my garden tub.  I make them take turns choosing shows and tell her as soon as Ruby Gloom is over, she can go take her bath while Zach's show is on.  So, when she is all set in the tub, I ask Zach if he is going to want to take a bath and he says "can you tell Chelsea to take a long bath??" - which is translated as "I want to keep watching my shows, and I can do that as long as Chelsea stays in the tub".

They make me happy.  This is what life is all about.





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