This morning Annabelle helped me make some french toast. While we were in the kitchen cracking eggs, she suddenly exclaimed:
"Momma!! We need to wear our BRAS!"
I looked at her puzzled. "Huh?"
Then she pointed over to where our cooking aprons (thanks Pat!) were hanging. She meant, we need to wear our aprons!
Awesome!
Posted by: Alisa | June 19, 2009 at 07:20 PM