*It's been quire a while since I did one of these posts, so some of the things the kids said are from the end of last school year.*
One day as I picked up the kids from school, Hope excitedly jumps into the car with big news!
Hope: "We have a talent show at school on Monday!"
Me: "Oh fun! What might you do?"
Hope: "I don't know mommy! I have so many talents, how can I choose?!"
Pierce was talking to me about teachers he hoped to get or not get, and was explaining to a certain to teacher to me.
"Well she's kind of old. You know like your age."
Hope was giving me the scoop about a child in her class.
Hope: "Well, she picks her nose and eats her boogers! I see her trying to hide it!"
Pierce: "Man, even I don't do that."
Pierce is my old soul child, always has been. Sometimes it's just more evident than others.
A young girl came flying into our parking lot and I was busy staring her down and Pierce could see I was about to confront her.
"Mom she's a teenager, what do you expect? Remember you were like that once and I bet you drove fast too."