out of the mouths of babes

To her brother: "Welcome to gymnastics class, Miss Levi. Come sit down! Today we are jumping over ropes. Ok, now follow me. We are going to walk like a tree...like this."

"Do you like his hair, mama? Because I combed his hair! With a knife!" As she runs a wooden toy knife along her brother's head.


"...and when I was a little baby I was in your tummy in a pouch! Like a kangaroo!"

When I asked Camille to put something away before lunch: "I'm sorry mama. I didn't realize you didn't want it on the kitchen floor."

As she spins in circles: "Look at the house. It's starting to turn over. It's flying! Hold on, Mommy!"