Random stories from the last week.
Sunday night Ben and I went to a see a friend of ours. We were chatting in the hall way talking when I heard a snapping sound that I recognized. Then I smelled something burning. All the sudden my friend is beating my head putting out my hair as it is was on fire. Somehow a curl had gone down a candle votive and was now ablaze. I lost a good handful of hair. But here is the really scary part.... you can't tell:). Talk about having too much hair.
Yesterday a little one was giving me a hug and had his face pressed into my tummy. He looks up at me and says, "You got a baby in there?" I laughed and said no. Another little girl says, "You look like you have a baby in there." Sheesh talk diet motivation. Then the little boy adds "A baby would come out your poo poo." I would be more offended if he wasn't five with a baby sister.
And my thanksgiving story of the day. The teacher I work with is trying to teach them the story of Thanksgiving. She reads them stories and asks questions to check comprehension. She asked them, "Who were the first people to move to America?" One little boy promptly yells out "the old people."