Two nights ago, while I was auditing a marketing class at Willamette's business school, Rachel said the following things to Drew:
While he was dishing up some chicken into her chicken soup:
"Daddy, that's a lot of chicken for a little girl."
And after Drew played part of the movie "Enchanted," about a cartoon princess (played by Amy Adams) who ends up on the streets of NYC as a live woman:
"This is a little grown-up for me. But I like it."
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Today I took Rachel to her dentist appointment. She was SUPER -- put on the Tinkerbell sunglasses that the hygenist gave her and followed directions perfectly. The hygenist was very impressed at her teeth and said Drew and I take excellent care of them.
On the way over there (it's in Gresham, a 30-minute drive), Rachel had these things to say:
"Mommy, look! A flock of birds! They're flying to Mexico, where it's warm!" (um, where does she LEARN this stuff?)
We were talking about the cold weather and snow that happened Tuesday night. The next morning, Rachel told me, "Daddy shoveled the driveway and lifted your car up and put it in the garage and then he put on ice skates and skated up the driveway."
Thursday, January 19, 2012
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