Thursday, December 17, 2009

Short Story

Coming home from church Sunday Eli had a lot of interesting things to say to me.

Eli: Mom, my grandmas are my enemies.
Me: No, Eli their your friends.
Eli: No they are my enemies. My grandmas are my enemies.
Me: What do enemies do?
Eli: They play with you and stuff, so my grandma's are my enemies.

(He's got a vocabulary, now he just needs to figure out what the words mean!)

1 comment:

Caity said...

Oh man, I absolutely love little kid conversations! Especially at that age!