The other day, Avery said, "You made me and Beckett." I said,"Daddy and I made you and Beckett." Avery replied, "Well, really you, because you held us in your tummy the whole time." Me, "Yes, but daddy added ingredients that made you." Avery, "Then you had to do all the work. Like, your food went to us. Your breathing went to us. So mostly, it was you."
A: We have a rule in school, we can't use the f word. Walker and I look at each other... Me: What word? A: You know, "fart". So Avery comes home and can't stop saying "fart, fart, fart.". It is going to be Beckett's first word at this rate. Avery says because he can't say it, he keeps it in all day and the has to say it at home.
Avery: Is the Thinker a real thing? Is it real? Is it a statue? Me: Yes, it's real. It's a real statue. Avery: What about the Ponderer? Me: What do you mean the Ponderer? Avery: Like the Thinker. Ponderer. Me: Where did you learn that word? Avery: Word Girl (of course). Me: Wow, good word. No, I haven't heard of the Ponderer. Avery: Well, I am going to make the Ponderer. It's like the Thinker. But the Ponderer doesn't just think, he has the answer. That's the one I am going to make.
"I'm so excited! I've been waiting for days and days. Our Easter bunny is a girl. Some cities have a boy bunny, but ours has a girl. Her name is Grateful because she's appreciative. That's because people appreciate her. And not just because of the candy. Also, there's the play doh."