It's been a while since I've posted an "isms" post.
Here are today's Connorism's for you:
"Mom, I don't like our borrowed house." He told me this while driving home from school today. Randomly, the boys will both tell us they miss their "red house in Texas."
Tonight while the 3 men of the house were reading their Bibles, I overheard this conversation:
C: "Dad, why did the skinny cows eat the fat cows?"
A: "You tell me."
C: "Because they were hungry." (Said very matter-of-factly.)
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Ingrid just told me the same thing about our home here Where George Walked compared to our home in Almost Mexico, AZ. Isn't it funny how they always miss the *last* place they lived?
Ben tells me he wants to move back to California, too. That it was the nicest place he's ever been, which I silently laugh about because it really wasn't that great of a place. But I guess it is when you are 6 and spent 1/2 your life there.
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