While folding laundry this morning I heard the following in the hallway:
"I'm going to go mess up my room. Come on E. You want to help me mess up my room?"
I enjoy the conversations between my children. Especially when P. tries to teach E. words that even he cannot pronounce. He's been teaching her numbers and colors. She may always believe that 11 is pronounced a-wen-a. Oh well. At least he is trying to help her.
No comments:
Post a Comment