Collin has had a little cold the last few days. This is how one conversation went:
Collin: I don't feel good.
Mom: What doesn't feel good?
Collin: I don't Bemember.
Mom: Well what do you feel like?
Collin: I feel like a Potato.
I was pointing out that there is now snow on the mountains. Collin absolutely Refused to believe that it was snow. When I asked what it was, he responded...... "Bird Poop"
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
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