Jan 9, 2007

I wondered where the cheerios were going
















Claire was in the entryway of our home eating cheerios. She was laughing and squealing, really enjoying those ohs. She comes into the bedroom with her cup empty...where did all those go?? I give her some more and she goes back to the entryway and continues. This is what I found....she had fed the dogs all the cheerios. I love having a 2 yr old.

4 comments:

Julie said...

She and Kacey have a lot in common, Wendy gets some of every snack/meal she eats!!! Sometimes more if K doesn't feel like eating.

MattandSara said...

Too funny! Oh, the things that entertain a two-year-old! If only we were so easily amused!

Sara Moreland

Diane said...
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Diane said...

oops- that deleted post was mine-
what i meant to say was- way to make friends with the dogs!! and- is it me or is that hair growing like a weed?





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