Kids...

Lindsay loves paper! She can find it anywhere. She loves to crumble it up and shove it in her mouth. I don't understand the fascination at all.

During her morning crawl she made her usual visit past the fridge. I didn't think to much of it until I heard a gag noise. She had taken a post-it-note off the fridge and devoured it. 9+0= (one of Eric's math cards) didn't settle with her. She threw it up all over the rug. Lovely, just lovely.

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Eric checks with me every so often to make sure I still have my tatoo. I have told him a couple of times that it washed off, he does know I'm joking. He saw a TV show about tatoos and I was asked lots of questions. We put "tatoos" on him and he likes to pretend they are real, but today he really added some imagination.

After school today Eric showed me his skull "tatoo". He told me it was put on with needles. It didn't hurt and he didn't cry. Ok. I asked him where he got it done. We were on our way to the post office and his response was, "Around here somewhere." Alrighty. He showed me how they put it on and how fast they went. He is going to get another one, probably a dragon.

I just hope they don't wash off to quickly. What a funny kid!