At Target after spotting the ever-earlier Christmas displays:
Reese: "MOMMY!! Go that way to the Kiss-um Trees!!"
Makena singing: "I stand on top on the Lord of God"
(should be "I stand alone on the word of God"- if you hear of lightning storms in Charlotte, you may want to steer clear of our house)
Reese can't seem to get her S blended consonants right- she replaces them all with an F sound. We see fool buses on the road, she eats with a foon, she loves to look at the fider (Halloween decoration) on our neighbor's house, and she loves to run around in her Twirly Firt (skirt).
Reese while on a walk: "Look at the Hire Fydrant!!" (Makena did the same thing- it cracks us up).
Makena upon spying a passing Bud Light truck (a truck with no pictures, just the words Bud Light): "Mommy, there is beer in that truck." Please note- we don't even drink Bud Light! Ah- the American Corporate Marketing machine at its best. Or worst.
Here are a few pictures from this year's punkin shopping trip.
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