Non Sequiturs Du Jour

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6:30 a.m. The house was quiet.  My 3 year old and I were quietly eating chocolate chip cookies before the rest of the family could catch us and call foul.  Suddenly, I heard a voice call out from my 5 year old's bedroom, "Mom, you really need to get me a dog."

Uh, hmmm.  Request noted, and filed.  Now hide those cookie crumbs, witnesses are awake.

A few minutes later both 5 and 3 year old were sitting at the kitchen island drinking milk when my 3 year old looked at me and said, "I only have a small balloon swimming pool up over MY house."

5 year old responded, "That balloon freaks me out.  I mean, how do you get down?"

I'm just glad I knew what they were talking about.  

 Thank you Dr Seuss for the morning smile.

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