Leon, getting out of the bath. "Oohh, I'm so cold. Cold like a possum that's outside!"
Later on in the bed..."I can go down under my covers, like a possum that's in his hole, or a raccoon, or a mole."
I'm browsing away on Pinterest trying to find ways to organize things. Silas is whining to see, as usual, and I say I'm looking at boring stuff.
Leon pipes up with, "I like boring stuff 'cause I'm an older kid."
Sorry to be so long in posting lately...been dealing with the stomach bug and snotty noses. It's that time of year.
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