Kennedy was singing Father Abraham last night. BUT, she sang "all the Abraham, had many sons, and many sons, and many sons, and many sons, and all the Abraham...". I just bit my lip and told her how good it sounded.
Yesterday, Kennedy told me that she was going to eat Jude. I told her that was fine. (o: After she smacked her lips a little, she told me he tasted like oranges. Then she ate me and told me I tasted like pineapple. I asked if she was going to eat Daddy when he got home. She said, "yes, and I imagine he tastes like buttered popcorn." I laughed out loud. They are going to LOVE her at preschool.
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