Thursday, July 9, 2009
Nothing doesn't hurt, Daddy.
Alex: We don't watch Noddy after dinner. We watch Noddy after breakfast.
Alex: I wanna watch George for breakfast.
(dinner time)
Alex: I want some more pasta.
Mommy: Is that how you ask nicely?
Alex: Yeah.
Mommy: Oh. I don't think you’re gonna get it.
Alex: May I have some more pasta please?
Alex: Crawl with me, Claire?
(Alex falls.)
Daddy: Are you okay?
Alex: Every… thing feels better.
Daddy: Everything feels better?
Alex: Yeah. Nothing doesn't hurt, Daddy.
(song time)
Alex: I wanna sing chair song and it went to go get dirty.
Alex: And the house went under his Daddy.
Alex: It went under the basket and Mommy went to find him and Daddy and Alex and Claire. And Grommie.
Alex: He was not gonna find them too.
Alex: Grommie was in the big house.
Alex: And sang songs, and went to bed and get kisses.
(in bed)
Alex: And I will be silly and I will say “roar” to my friends.
Alex: I gonna be a dinosaur.
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