A Day in the Life of a Three-Year-Old

10 Apr

This morning Pastor Sherrill said in the sermon that Abraham was dead.  And despite the fact that that our son sat up and said, “No, I’m not.  I’m right here!” his day really took nose dive.

This afternoon he stamped his nose red while cleaning up the Christmas stamps.  I don’t think Rudolph bargained for the face scrub this momma reindeer demanded.

This evening eating in the sunroom was too shiny,  his cheese was too big and then too small, and his peas were making him nervous.

But don’t worry, before he went to bed he said, “Next time we eat, I won’t ‘plain.  ‘kay?”

‘Kay, Abe.  But you’re still not allowed to read this book anymore.

One Response to “A Day in the Life of a Three-Year-Old”

  1. christinelynn18 at 7:06 am #

    My favorite Munsch book… I’m afraid to ask what kind of markers he used!

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