but she makes me laugh.
we were driving back from the airport last night, after once again retrieving daddy from his latest trip, and she and henry started telling the boo knock-knock joke back and forth and getting sillier each time.
(you know the one:
it's just a joke ... you don't need to cry!
good stuff, man.)
so then we hear harper start asking everyone to share their boos. she gets to me:
"mommy, what kind of boo are you? mittens, easy, or tink?"
what goes on in this kid's mind before things come out of her mouth? what a nut.
oh, and the other day she accidentally knocked an ornament off the tree and i heard, "it's okay, mama. the ornament didn't break. and it wasn't an adorable one, just a medium one."
she cracks me up.