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Aimee posted this about her son:

L: Mommy, after soccer season ends, can you sign me up for flag football?
Me: Sure boo.
L: And then when I get to be in fifth or sixth grade, can you sign me up for kids tackle football?
Me: Yes, we’ll see.
L: And then when I get grown up, can you sign me up for the NFL?

And Sara about her daughter:

We all loved celebrating our newly six-year-old girl today. I especially enjoyed her encouragement when I was frustrated while using a new decorating tip on her cupcakes.
“Why won’t this frosting turn out right?! YouTube made it look so easy…”
“Mom, I think they look good! You are doing a great job! I think, when it looks terrible, that actually means it is GREAT, and the ones you are making are REALLY, REALLY GREAT.”

And yet another from Sara because she’s just great:

This afternoon the kids were cleaning up our particularly disastrous house as a surprise for Daddy. I had this exchange with my son:
“Do you think Dad will even notice?”
“NOTICE?! He’ll be overjoyed. Shocked. He’ll probably collapse from a heart attack.”
“Well, that’d be good – ”
“GOOD?! What?! That would be terrible!”
“I mean, at least that way we’d know that he really appreciated it.”

UPDATE: Their dad survived the initial shock. That man is SO ungrateful.

And now a gratuitous marriage tip from one of my books, 101 Tips for a Happier Marriage.

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  1. One time I made homemade bread and forgot to put in the yeast. (It was a long day…don’t ask.) When I realized what I had done and that I had wasted the other ingredients, my sweet boy was trying to make me feel better said, “It’s okay, Mommy, at least you didn’t waste to yeast.”

    It made me smile and feel so much better. I ended up using the dough to roll out into tortillas instead.

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  2. LOL! Kids have a different way of looking at the world, don’t they? Reminds me of my daughter when she was about 3 or 4 on our way to my brother’s wedding in Grand Forks, ND. We kept telling the kids (on a long drive) to watch for signs saying we were leaving Minnesota. After a few reminders, she asked where “Big Sota” was.

    Still wish I’d been able to record that!

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