Today the husband and I were snickering irreverently in the middle of church because of something Atrain said on the way to California. Who knows what brought it up, but we will be laughing about it for years to come.
Me: "Dada, what are you thinking about?"
The husband: "Oh, just about what rides I'm going to go on at Disneyland."
Me: "Atrain, what are you thinking about?"
Atrain: "Just about how dada is probably going to eat all of the chips."
(outburst of laughter)
Me: "Do you want me to get them from him?"
Atrain: "Yes. Dada always eats the last of everything. I don't want him to eat the rest of the chips."
Me: "You got it, buddy. Dada...hand over the chips."
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
He certainly has a keen eye. Nothing gets past Atrain.
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