Just a few of her stories

On a lunch date with my mom, at Lazlo's, after the first farmer's market.

Willa is kinda smart.  Maybe more than kinda.  Maybe I'm biased.  But we do have some really good conversations that seem a little beyond a 2 year old.  Its weird how when you sit down to recall the awesome things your kids do, they seem to slip away though.  I need to be better about recording them somewhere as soon as they happen, so bare with me if this is the place where I do that:)

This morning in the car:
Me:  What kind of tunes do you want to listen to?
Willa:  The monster kind
Me:  Hmmm. What are the monster kind?
Willa:  Um, like, the kind where I can rock out.

The other day, while having a snack:
Willa:  Mom, you have big boobies.
Me:  Well, thanks Willa!
Willa:  You have big ears, too.
Me:  Willa, go to your room.

One night, while packing away all my wine and whiskey into a box to send to my mom's (long story, for another post.  Maybe, if you're lucky.  But I swear its NOT because I am pregnant and can't keep myself from drinking it, as I am realizing it probably sounds:)
Willa:  Grandma, don't take mommy's wine!  She NEEDS it!  And please don't take my vitamins!

Getting ready to leave the house:
Willa (to Brad):  Dad, you need to shave.  No one likes your beard.