Thursday, June 23, 2016

Mon From Shomayim!

My wife caught my two oldest girls in the kitchen. Our 3-year-old was standing on top of their slide, as a make-shift ladder to reach up high into the kitchen cabinets. She had the sprinkles, and was gleefully showering them down onto her little sister, who was trying to catch them with her mouth.
"It's Mon from Shomayim!" she happily laughed.

Kiss her boo-boos

I was commiserating with my two-year-old about all her boo-boos.
She then sticks out her finger, which I proceed to kiss.

Uch. It wasn't a boo-boo she was showing me... it was her booger. Gross.

Yasher Koach!

Tatty, I made a big poop on the potty. Can you say Yasher Koach?