Three-year-old me serenades Mama & Gabe at breakfast with his own enthusiastic version of Old McDonald.
Posted on March 22nd, 2012 by Scott Granneman
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Finn sings Old McDonald
Nocturnal
Gabe, in car tonight: “Squirrel!” Mama: “Huh? Where’s a squirrel?” Gabe: “Up your butt.” Mama: “Gabriel!” Finn: “Actually, up in a tree.” Me: “You’re right. Probably sleeping by now.” Gabe: “What? Aren’t squirrels nocturnal?” Mama: “No.” Me: “No.” Gabe: “Finn! You don’t even know what nocturnal means.” Me (thinks): “But owls are nocturnal.”
Posted on March 18th, 2012 by Scott Granneman
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