miles: dad, those people didn’t pick up they garbage.
me: yeah, we don’t leave our trash out do we?
miles: dad, they bad people.
me: i think they’re good people who just did something not very nice.
miles: dad, some people are bad people.
me: most people are good, but yes, some people can be bad.
miles: dad, some people are bad people and some people have swords.
me: bingo.
yesterday i got to take some senior portraits of our neighbor. this was my first “test shot”. i haven’t done much shooting lately so it was fun to spend time with the camera again. i hope to do more in the near future.
1. miles to erica: mommy, i yike you. (higher pitched) a yot!
2. at the grocery store i grabbed some nutter butters for ozzie because he was losing his brain. miles insisted he didn’t want one but then grabbed one anyway then said, “hey, wait a minute! this IS good!”
3. miles: daddy, i pooped this big (arms wide open) in my pottah!!