We've been trying to clean the boys' room in the morning before going down to breakfast. This morning, I asked Quinn to help me pick up books and put them back on the shelf.
Q: "I can't".
Mom: "Why can't you pick up books?"
Q: "I'm too little".
Mom: "No, you're just the right size for picking up books."
Q: "Picking up books makes me very sad."
Mom: "Sad?"
Q: "Yes. It makes me cry."
Whatever.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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