ladykatza

driving on the way to drop my kids off for the morning couple days ago, my daughter started doing a baby version of “itsy bitsy spider”. i asked her if she was singing, and simon instantly had to sing too. so we sang “twinkle twinkle little star” and other early childhood songs. then simon says “do you want to sing the bear song”? bear song? i don’t know that one, and i say so and ask him to teach it to me.

simon says, “ok, but its really hard” and sings “bear bear bear GRRRR!!!! i’m a bear!” i couldn’t help it, i started laughing. said that yes, that was in fact a very hard song.

so early this morning as i’m cleaning up the kitchen after breakfast, felicity comes running in to hide in the cubby-hole at the end of the counter. simon comes in with one of his toy guns and says “i a bad guy!”

“is that right? well, no bad guys in the kitchen”

“oh, ok” and he runs back out, with felicity after him.