Kat made up a poem and I wrote it down. She's so cute.


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When I bake pancakes
A rolling pin drops on my toes
When I see a cake baked
My foot is still aching.

When the cake falls on my toes
It splats on my head.
When my head gets washed,
It gets dirty again.

When I see a butterfly in the cake
It just eats all the cake.
When I write everything
It just scribbles up wrong.

When I put my bow on my head
It slips off when I bend over.
When I go into a box.
I can't breathe anymore.

When the blanket bag drops on my toes.
My toes go flip flop.
And turn my heart upside down.
Then my heart goes flip flop.

• 22:50 I now have shoes that do NOT have holes in the soles! YAY! #

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• 10:10 Matthew: I want to be a baseballer, superman, and a conductor. Kat: You can only choose one. Matthew: Superman! #
• 18:00 Kat: Look, I drew Jesus dying on the cross with a thorny head. #

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• 19:50 Kat: Mother, were there dinosaurs in the country when you were a little girl? #

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• 23:31 Tired. I think I'll take care of stuff tomorrow. #

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• 13:05 Matthew, as he stretches: Mommy, if I do this I'll break. Then I will cry. Then you will have to fix me with tape. Or glue. #
• 14:02 I officially want to do a duet with Jackie Chan...and star in a musical with him: tinyurl.com/5tz8d5 #

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• 19:51 I'm being stalked by a cow. #

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• 20:49 Kat is spending her first night in her new (to us) loft bed. Here's hoping she stays put and doesn't fall out. #

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• 09:52 Matthew: Kat, you be Cinderella and I be your tiny friend named Gust. #

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• 17:25 Kat: Momma, why do you like singing in the shower so much? #

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