I sent the younger children downstairs to the playroom so I could get a project done in relative quiet. I have no idea what they were playing or discussing. Maria (4) came up to the kitchen where I was working, looked wordlessly at me then spun around and ran back downstairs. As she was hurrying back to the others, I heard her exclaim, "Mom's not dead, I checked."
That is a relief! It sounds like she might have inherited Grandma G's worry-wart genes.
Posted by: Kari | October 15, 2009 at 08:24 AM
Oh MY!! What a hoot!!
You have a great blog!!! I haven't seen it for while. I'm straight up with you on the healthcare, too!! Scary!!!
Hope to talk to you soon,
Diana
Posted by: Diana | October 15, 2009 at 02:36 PM
That is hilarious. I love the things kids say! :)
Posted by: Sandra | October 17, 2009 at 10:22 PM