Hannah was sitting next to me on the couch when Clara started fussing and I had to pick her up. Hannah glared at her and said,"I hate Clara!". I gave Hannah a hug and told her that even if she was mad at Clara, Clara still loved her. Hannah pouted and said, "I hate her...but I better not say that because Jesus will be mad at me."
We were talking about going on our vacation to San Diego. I told the kids it was going to be so fun because Grandma and Grandpa were going to come with us. Emma asked which Grandpa. Daddy said, "My dad, who is your grandpa, not my grandpa." Emma thought about that for a minute and then said, "You mean the old, old, old one, or the old one?".
