Yesterday’s swim practice was a swimathon where the kids had to swim as many laps as they could in an hour. Number 3 swam 48, and Number 4 swam 40. I was really impressed.
So last night as I was tucking the kids into bed, I told them each how proud I was of them.
“Hey Mom,” said Number 4 as I was leaving the room.
Oh, she’s going to thank me for siging her up for the swim team and tell me how good she feels about herself.
“Yes?” I answered.
“Um, your head is much fatter than Dad’s.”
“Hey Mom?” said Number 3.
Okay, he’s going to show me his gratitude and appreciation.
“Yeah, and you smell like a smell that I don’t like.”
They’re so much cuter before they can speak.