So, Jonas likes me to tell him stories in the car (as I've mentioned before). Today I began to tell a story about a squirrel and he stopped me quickly by saying, "No, I want to hear a story about a baby chicky who gets wost in the desert wif some wace trucks and the wacetruck runs him over."
Is this what having boys is really like? I mean, a baby chick getting ran over?
I said, "Well, I don't really like to tell stories of animals dying so maybe you could choose something different."
He answers, "Why mommy, the baby chicky can go to Jesus' house up in heaven...Won't that be a nice story?"
Hmmm...I'm confused.
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Jonas and Liv are like 2 peas in a pod. (Read my latest blog and you'll see)
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