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.