Tell me about it, kid
Tonight Lucy and I were reading the Gnomes book (much friendlier than the Faeries) and learning about Gnome marriage customs. First they get married under the trees, sometimes a bunny comes to watch, and then they have a party back at the house.
"Not everybody can go to that!" Lucy says indignantly. "Some people have children! They need to go home and take care of them."
Ain't that the truth, kiddo.
PS -- Last night, it was pink Dora toothpaste, spread across the bathroom by the twins of mischief. Tonight? Sour cream!! Argh.
"Not everybody can go to that!" Lucy says indignantly. "Some people have children! They need to go home and take care of them."
Ain't that the truth, kiddo.
PS -- Last night, it was pink Dora toothpaste, spread across the bathroom by the twins of mischief. Tonight? Sour cream!! Argh.
posted by Mary Ellen at
6:06 PM
4 Comments:
Oh, she's going to make a good mother someday.
Your children have access to sour cream in tyhe bathroom?
I want a friendly gnome book. Maybe we need to establish a book exchange? Our gnome book finds the gnomes very sad that a pig (hooked up to a cart for wee folk mass transit) has pooped on their house. Imagine the illustrations! The wee ones do love it, though.
Yes, this is a German book.
Don't like gnomes. Scare me.
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