I’ve just come across some of my old notes of a conversation between my sister and Frances (who was 3 years old at the time) and I’m practically dying. 😂 Pink Cup Aunt: How do you want your toast this morning? Frances: In semicircles. Pink Cup Aunt: I’m not sure I know how to doContinue reading “LOLs”
She was seven years old at the time.
My 8yo daughter with HF ASD muses about irony in life
I just found this gem of a conversation. Frances had just turned four. Frances: The ugly duckling is really a swan? The swan egg got accidentally into the duck nest? How could that have happened? That doesn’t make any sense…! Me: Uh…
On this day in 2011, when Frances was merely four-years-and-one-month old, we had the following conversation: Frances: Why do I have to go to preschool? Me: Well, it’s to help you be okay spending time away from me when you go to junior kindergarten in September. Frances: How long is junior kindergarten every day? Me:Continue reading “Impeccable logic”
From my journal of January 11, 2014, when Frances was six years old: What if I was the only kid on the planet…? Then, I would be lonely because I would be the only one in my class. The good part is that I would get a lot of time on my own…
Today’s vintage quote is from November 17, 2012, when Frances was five years old. We were getting out of the car to go into the house when she asked one of those questions that make her sound like a little philosopher. Frances: Is this real or am I dreaming? How can you tell the differenceContinue reading “Vintage quote”