C has been having the typical boy issues with maintaining good personal hygiene. This week when I told him to go wash his face and reminded him to use soap, he started throwing a fit and said, "I don't LIKE washing my face with soap; it makes me feel GROSS!"
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SA and SJ were again discussing marriage in the car (maybe this is a spring phenomenon).
SJ: I think I can marry Zach.
SA: But he is way much bigger than you.
SJ: Yes, but he can still dance with me.
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I was reminding SJ that she had to have shoes to go outside.
SJ: I don't want any on. I just want to be in my feet.
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Outside we were talking to our neighbor, Mrs. Howell. She is 92 and blind. She was asking after the kids and trying to remember how old they all are. Sabrina was skipping back and forth between us.
Me: They are 7, almost 6, almost 4, and 6 months.
Mrs. H: Wow, you have your hands full.
SJ (comes galloping over to me and grabs my hands with her soft, chubby ones): Let me check. Nope, they're not full. You're ok, mama.
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