Some of you may have heard this story already, but I wanted to put in on a post so I wouldn't forget it. So, here goes...On May 7 my youngest child, Trey, was not feeling well and has a belly ache. He seemed to be fine because he was up and running around with Micah so I just assumed he was "crying wolf" as we like to call it. Later that afternoon Sienna, my oldest twin, came running up the stairs to me while I was making dinner and was yelling. This is how that conversation ensued:
Sienna: "Mom, Trey has diarrhea!"
Mom: "Where is he?"
Sydney: "Sienna, what's diarrhea?"
Sienna: "Its a language for yuckiness!"
PRICELESS...You just can't make this stuff up! I love how creative children can be.