Usually this would be wordless Wednesday and I would post the scrapbook page of the week, but since I worked on my garden all weekend (when I wasn't out kissing girls) I didn't get a page finished.
So I present to you:
Conversation with my 3 year old:
(We were on the bike on the way home from his school. I kept stopping and picking wildflowers.)
Toby (when I handed him a 3rd flower): I don't have many hands. I have only two hands.
Me: You can hold them all in one hand.
Toby: Aliens have many hands.
Me: Octopuses have many hands.
Toby: No, aliens.
So how do you argue with that?
We came home and I told Seth and Pamela this conversation. I got to the part where Toby said Aliens have many hands.
Seth: Octopuses have many hands.
Me: THAT'S WHAT I SAID! High five!
So I'm on the same level of thought as a 5 year old. Yeah, go me.