8:05 on Sunday

Sadie: What time is it?

Me: It's 8:05.

Sadie: Weh, it doesn't SEEM 8:05. (Two-year-olds have such a good concept of time.)

Sadie: What day is it?

Me: It's Sunday.

Sadie: Weh, it doesn't WOOK wike Sunday. ( Two-year-olds always know what day of the week it is.)

Sadie: Where are we?

Me: We're in Ogden.

Sadie: Weh, it doesn't WOOK wike we're in Ogden. It wooks wike somewhere ewse. (Two-year-olds always know exactly where they are.)

Last night, Bill asked Sadie to say the prayer. She responded, "I can't. I'm too busy coworing in my coworing book."

Avery brought Sadie to the window this morning to show her the snow. Sadie got super excited and said, "Oooh! Wook at the snow fawing! It's coming down on the ground! Brrr! It's freezing out there!" I remember when I was a kid, it snowed a few times, maybe once every other year or so. I knew there was snow because I could see the white ground. I got glasses a little over a year before we moved away from South Carolina. It snowed that year, and I could not believe it when I saw the snow falling. I had previously thought that snow just appeared on the ground because I couldn't see well enough to see the falling snowflakes. My mom would try to point out the falling snow the other times, but I had no idea what she was talking about. I also had no idea that trees had individual leaves because they just looked like one green blob on each tree. I even had my second grade teacher get after me when she said the tree I was drawing didn't look realistic because there weren't individual leaves. I had no clue what she meant by that. I'm so glad Sadie can see well enough to see individual snowflakes! 

All my kids: What are sopapillas?

Me: (Looking at Bill in sadness that they can't remember one of the best things about New Mexico)

Me: What do you want to get Daddy for Christmas?

Preston: I don't know, maybe a potato peeler or something...