I don't think our dinner could ever be complete without a few burps, farts or bathroom talk. Tonight was no exception. Paige was speaking Spanish (what few words she knows). Try to imagine a little Mexican girl speaking to you - complete with the rolling of the R's. That is Paige. She was counting 1, 2, 3, 4 in Spanish and asking me to translate.
"Mom, what does this say?
UNO, DOS, TRES, CROTCH-O
It didn't take long for the older kids to start busting out laughing. Soon we were all laughing. That encouraged Paige who repeated #4 quatorce times, until Madre put an end to it.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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