This morning's breakfast conversation:
Tulip: Mama, I had something stuck in my nose but now it's out.
Mama: Oh, that's good.
Tulip: Yeah, I kept sniffing and sniffing it out.
Tulip: It was an onion.
(I guess I wasn't reacting as strongly to her statement as she wished)
Sunday, we were at Menards and all the Christmas stuff is on display. I guess if you are four it really does look magical and winter wonderlandy with all those illuminated trees and lawn decorations. We passed a nativity scene, just Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus, and Tulip said...and I quote..."Mama, I bet this reminds you of when you got married."