So yesterday I was telling Marianne that Catherine is definitely my child. She likes to sleep late, loves chocolate and meat, and is generally easy-going. Elizabeth, on the other hand, eats vegetables more than anything else and gets up early like her dad. Sometimes I think she's an alien. Today she proved she was my child.
We had been to several stores trying to find an adult size Snow White costume when she said, "Mom, can we please go to the bookstore?" Not candy. Not ice cream. Books. She's definitely mine.
4 comments:
See what a great example you set for your girls?! They already want to be smart just like their mommy. Keep up the good work!
That is so wonderful that she loves reading like you! It's one of my favorite things to do!
Hooray! Except my kids like the bookstore because they get to play with the trains. :(
It is in the genetic makeup of your children. Yeah for books!
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