Today is my birthday. Kyla presented me with a note which read:
Dear Mom. Your as nise as the sun. Shes the best mom in the world. My mom is qute. My mom is beter then yours. I love you when your sich. I love you when your sad. My mom is so butiful. She is as butiful as a younacorn.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
The Truth About Mating
Walking to school this morning, Kyla and I see two crows chasing each other.
Kyla: What are those crows doing?
Me: Maybe they're playing
Kyla: Maybe they want to mate
-silence-
Kyla: Wanna know where I learned about mating?
Me: Ok
Kyla: Well I was doing some research on white-tailed deer. In the spring the buck finds a doe he likes, stomps his foot on the ground and takes her to a quiet place. Then in a few months there's a fawn.
Kyla: What are those crows doing?
Me: Maybe they're playing
Kyla: Maybe they want to mate
-silence-
Kyla: Wanna know where I learned about mating?
Me: Ok
Kyla: Well I was doing some research on white-tailed deer. In the spring the buck finds a doe he likes, stomps his foot on the ground and takes her to a quiet place. Then in a few months there's a fawn.
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