Thursday, July 17, 2008

Childhood is measured out by sounds & smells & sights, before the dark hour of reason grows. ~Liz Lawrence

In Gracie's world everything makes sense to her.... I'm sure she wonders why it doesn't make sense to the rest of us.  We were talking about Grandma & Grandpa coming from ID to visit us & I mentioned gas & airline tickets cost lots of money.  She matter of factly said, "Well... how 'bout they just pogostick over!" Kevin couldn't wait to head to the Farmers Market downtown this last weekend.  While he & Gracie were there she pointed to a lady & ask, "Is she Mexican?"  Kevin told her she was Hmong.  Gracie replied, "Oh!  So she speaks Hmong AND Human?!"  (Side note: Kevin brought home the biggest bouquet of flowers.  They took my breath away.  He also brought home some peapods & shittake mushrooms.  He LOVES fresh peas!

She's our baby thats for sure.  Doug Watkins mentioned he enjoyed watching Kevin during church with Gracie.  He said, "You're just so taken with her!"  Aren't we all.  Love you Gracie!

2 comments:

Jill said...

Gracie you are so edible and precious! What a terrific mother you are to your 4 girls. Miss ya.

Jen said...

We do love our Gracie! I love having her in primary. She does come up with the cutest sayings. I love it when she talks eating her dead chickens and her girl cow Edward!