Friday, April 07, 2006

Clara climbed into bed with Marc and I this morning. She was groggy from having just woken up. She hugged me and said "good morning sweet potato" in the most loving voice. Then she hugged Marc and he asked if he was a sweet potato too. She said "no, you are a mashed potato"

1 comment:

Catherine said...

You just can't make these things up. A child's mind is amazing