Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Almost Two Year Old Wisdom

Nora came to me this hot, humid afternoon with a tiny white weed flower in her hand. She smiled sweetly and said, "Fwower for mommy." I took it from her and hugged her sweat soaked little body. Then she toddled off into the yard. All of a sudden she stopped and turned completely around. She was wagging her tiny index finger like a pro. She looked right at me and screamed in the most clear and perfect voice, "DON'T EAT IT!"

6 comments:

CLM said...

Love that!!

KristieLou said...

She makes me smile!

Unknown said...

there is a reason the Lord gave her to me last...she keeps me busy...laughing, too

Karen said...

Iced tea just came out my nose!!

bobbione8y said...

so, do you normally eat the flowers, ran?

Unknown said...

only if they are dipped in chocolate...

I don't know where that came from, but I laughed and laughed and was glad I had a pantiliner in!