"'The time has come,' the walrus said. 'to talk of many things.
Of shoes and ships and ceiling wax and cabbages and kings.
And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings.'"
Yesterday I told Katie to put her socks on over her ballet tights so that she would not tear her tights on the sidewalk going into the house. She complied, remarking casually, "I'll probably still tear the heels, since my socks have massive holes in them."
This morning Katie asked if she could have a piece of candy. Before I could answer, Joe poked his head up between his sister and me and whispered, "Say 'no', Mommy!" Can you guess who had already been denied a request for candy?