We brought a dinner of Qdoba to Jenny (post-injury: mix yourself a paloma and read about that here). She had a Get Well Soon balloon in her living room and...
Clem: Where did you get that balloon?
Jenny: My sister gave it to me in the hospital, after I fell.
Clem: (quizzically) Did you fall on your birthday?
Josie, peering at a zit on Grandma's face: You have a little nipple on your face.
Clementine, quick to correct: THAT'S NOT A NIPPLE! THESE [points emphatically to her chest] ARE NIPPLES!
Came home from spin class to Clementine wailing: Josie said I DON'T ... LOOK... FANCY!!!
Clementine, up on the bathroom counter so she could look at her entire outfit (tank top, bike shorts, Birkenstocks, flower crown headband), shaking her hips and saying, I LIKE MYSELF!
And, I just think this is hilarious: Josie loves yellow mustard.
Our neighbor's backyard.
Qdoba dinner. (It's a theme).
I saw these mermaid purses in the hospital gift shop and bought them (pink and purple).
They turned out to be perfect for stuffing with figurines and bringing to dinner.