May 9, 2007

"I can't fly."

This morning Kenna walked in to the kitchen, stood on her toes, held her hands slightly away from her body and said, in a somewhat dismayed tone, "I can't fly."

So I responded with absolutely sincerity, "No honey, you can't. Little girls can't fly. Only birds and butterflies can fly."

To which she responded, "And rocket ships."

I had to bite my lip to stop from laughing, which just didn't seem appropriate given how serious she was about the whole thing.

She is so incredibly sweet . . . and very, very funny.

Who's who tip: Kenna has a pink bow in her hair and Michal has a lavendar one.

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