Palmer threw up at school today and had to come home. He was sad. I was sad, mostly because I couldn't run errands. However, after a shower, clean clothes, and a nap, he was just fine.
Palmer: Mom, do you know why I threw up today?
Mom: Probably because you weren't feeling well and had to get it out of you.
Palmer: Nope, I threw up because I was sick of work stations and wanted to read.
Portia: (while combing her hair after her shower) Mom, I gotta get all the nuts out of my hair (as opposed to knots).
Mom: Really? Why?
Portia: because otherwise I'll have squirrels who want to live in my hair.
Mom: okay. so let's comb your hair.
Portia: one of my friends at school said her hair gets a rats nest in it. I think i want squirrels instead of rats. They're cute.
Mom: how about we just keep your hair nice and clean and then no animals will live there?
Portia: okay. But maybe if it's clean, i could be a princess and wear make up.