edited to explain:  Sometimes the kids want to post on the blog.  “Mommy, I wanna write a post.”  So they dictate and I write exactly what they say.  No editing, nothing. The  first portion is from Moriah and the next is Noah.


My mommy cut my hair. I didn’t like it. I took a bath and I liked it.


I wrestled Moriah. I hurt her belly button. I…tried to get her. I tried to get her tummy. I got a big name and Moriah got a little name. I didn’t take a bath and get my hair cut. And…that’s it.