What a harried week. A little cancer removal, a lot of running around, a bit of pool construction, Father's Day, summer school, cousins - cousins- cousins. Your dad is officially a Pirate. We realized after the surgery that we should have had Dr. Glick do the scar in a zigzag pattern. He could have been Arrrry Potter.
As we were sitting having Father's Day breakfast yesterday the following conversations ensued:
Ellie: "I'm asking for a hamster for Christmas, because I can ask for anything from Santa."
Me The Mom: "You can not ask for things I don't allow in the house."
Ava: "Can I marry a girl when I get older?"
Me The Mom: "Yes Ava. Ellie it is too crazy to have a hamster when there are dogs around."
Ellie: "So she can marry a girl when she gets older and I can't have a hamster? That is crazy."