Tanner & Morgan have been cracking us up this weekend. Recorded here for prosperity's sake:
My new favorite number:
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, fourteen, ELEVENTEEN
This only goes to show how much Tanner & Morgan will resent their father in later years. Randy has convinced Morgan that this one ugly little animal she has, is a snipe. So, she'll continually come up to us and ask "where's my snipe?"
Never wanting to see someone down
Tanner is our sensitive child, and he never likes to see anyone sad or mad. So, this is his latest cureall.
He comes running at you, and pinches you three or four times, screaming "tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle"
The time change is a bit confusing. Tonight, Morgan came up to us and said "shhh.....it's bedtime outside"