it's been really, really cold 'round these parts lately, one afternoon pia says:
"it's so cold, i need to knit a cozy sweater"
halfway through the race that zoe and pia participated in last weekend
pia stopped dead and in her tracks and started wailing
after i coaxed her into finishing and after she received her medal
i asked her "why did you stop halfway and start crying?"
pia replies: "atat (that is what she calls zoe)
on the way to school one day we see a poodle
zoe: "mom, did some nice french people
drop some poodles off in canada for us to enjoy?"
over breakfast one morning
zoe: "mom, can you please wait for me to get home
from school before you fold the laundry?"
zoe: "yay! thanks mom, i love folding laundry!"
zoe and pia