My true love gave to me,
ears to hear the sweet sounds of my children's conversations....did I already say that? I don't remember and if I don't, I don't expect anyone else too.
But as we were driving home after a very long very fun all night Christmas Eve Eve's party, the girls were talking about little Two's little wounds.
Bee: Mom, Mom Two has white stuff on her arms.
The girls were looking at it, two was scratching it. Bee was touching it.
Mom: Oh its ok, it is eczema
Bee: Two its Eczema DON"T TOUCH!! It's a nasty disease.
Mom: Don't scratch it.
Bee: Oh Two make sure not to scratch it, cuz it will get worse.
Two: I have an owie in my toes.
Mom: I am sorry.
Two: Me need a screwdriver.
Two: We go to Grandpa's and Daddy can get a screwdriver and fix it.