My older son has always had a curious nature...loved to explore and sometimes got into mischief.  I walked into the kitchen and found a whole dozen eggs methodically broken onto the floor.  I was secretly amused cuz I know how he is....it was fun to watch them break and at 3 he didn't have a lot of self-control, but I hid my smile so as not to encourage him to do it again...I asked " Jake, what happened here?"  He looked up at me with big round eyes and said "Jesse did it"  I said "Jesse, my she is one amazing dog to be able to open that refrigerator door with her paws"  He looked at me so serious and said "yeah, she is!"

Jesse also was very adept at finding candy wherever I hid it and giving to jake when he wasn't supposed to have it.

When my daughter was small she found clothing to be very restrictive.  So I turned up the heat and let her run around in her skivvies.  I didn't realize the harm it would cause later.  I lived in an apartment where there was a lot of children and she was extremely active.  I was very friendly with a neighbor who had a twelve year old daughter and she would come by to visit and would regularly take my daughter out to play so I could get some housework done.  The only problem was every time I looked out the window there would be my child riding her tricycle happily...completely nude.  I would run out and dress her, but five minutes later...yep! completely nude.  I finally brought her in screaming and kicking and told her she could not play outside if she didn't keep her clothes on.  It was only okay to be undressed in the house.  I was so proud...she kept her clothes on the rest of the day.  I finally called her in for lunch and she walked in to the kitchen...nude again.  There was a trail of her clothing all the way to the kitchen starting at the front porch ...she really didn't like clothes.  Now she is a grown woman with a closet full of the latest designs...always showing me her latest find...but I can't help but see my little naked girl who hated to wear any clothes.

writing those last stories got me reminiscing...Jesse our black lab was with us eleven years.  I had taken her mother(zsa-zsa) away from a man who was abusing her..and lo and behold Zsa-Zsa had 10 puppies her first litter.  I put out a Free Puppy sign (this was  20 years ago, people did that then) and had a string of people come to choose a puppy...I didn't realize until there were a few left that every time someone came to get a puppy my daughter grabbed the same puppy and hid it in her room till they were gone.  When I noticed I pulled her on to my lap and explained that we already had a dog and lived in a small apartment...there wasn't room for two dogs.  Oh she cried like only a two year old with a broken heart can.  I love animals and had helped Zsa-Zsa birth these babies and loved them too...so when there were only two left a couple came wanting a puppy I told them we only had the one left.  Of course Jesse was safely hidden with my daughter in her room....and remained with us till an accident eleven years later.  We bought a house in the country and she roamed about with my daughter, and later with my son, many a happy day.  I still don't understand how my daughter could pick that one puppy out of the ten.  They were all black with no markings and I, who cared for them every day had a hard time.  Guess they connected on a different level.  I smile as I write this cuz her Love for animals is VERY strong.  She has two house bunnies, a one-eyed cat...and just this weekend added LOLA to the mix...a baby puggle (pug/beagle).  I pray they have many happy years together...meanwhile I am trying to type over a flicking tail and between scratching a fuzzy chin {the cat's not mine}, cuz my cat NEEDs to  sleep on my chest  there fore ...any typo' s I blame on her...she  is very sorry.  I think!?

Mommy where does Santa get all his gifts?

They are made by the elves at the south pole.

Well mom, then how come they always come in packages?  That makes no sense what so ever!

-My five year old daughter.

my cousin sister... she is still 2 years and she nods her head for qustions we ask to her... and guess wat its like she understands every thing and gives a propoer yes or no

I have 5 kids. not so long ago my now 7 year old girl would announce to everyone, esp the checkout clerks that her name was not Lilly, it was Poot-Butt. Her Grandmother always called her that, for whatever reason!, but for a while that was all she would answer to.
My 15 month old girl is a true joy, very happy most of the time. She gets excited and she dances around in a circle. We had fresh green beans for dinner one night and she was thrilled! She stuck one green bean 1/2 way up one nostril and proceded to sing and dance around in her little circle. We called it her green bean dance. lol Probably shouldn't have laughed, because that will only encourage her, but dang, it was really funny!