Tiny Talk Tuesday

The Mister's mom was in town last week, so we all went out to eat at Kloe's favorite cheese-stick place. On the way home, Jacob was explaining to Grandma (who is a teacher), "I'm not very good at English." Just hearing him say that made me a little sad....until he went on to say,

"I'm not good at English because I don't speak English. I speak Texan." :)



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This morning Jacob walked in and saw me standing on the bathroom scale. He looked at the number (which thankfully wasn't an "E" this time) and said,

"Oh man! You weigh more than A HUNDRED POUNDS?!" Bahaha!