You Never Sausage A Goil!

Anna was sent home today from school (Fifth's Disease), and so Howard and I took the opportunity to eat lunch with her. She was acting "all that" and then some as she ran from the table with a mouthful of string cheese talking about what she needed to do in the other room. Howard said to her, "You saucy girl!" And she shot back, "Don't call me a sausage girl!"

Punctual Princesses Only Need Apply

So, we're in the car and Howie says to me that he will marry the girl that shows up to the ball.

What?!?!

Yes, he will marry the girl that shows up to the ball, but not if she arrives late. If Rachel (a preschool friend...apparently a "friend") shows up late, he will not marry her. And, even if Courtney (a known preschool "friend") shows up late, he will not marry her. Only the girl that comes to the ball--but not late--will he marry.

Rrrright...

This is what life looks like when your big sister has filtered everything through Disney Princesses.

This morning I made sure to play Transformers with the guy.

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