
I’m drawing a letter for Thomas to remind him that I love him.
It’s the season of Falling.

I’m mad cause I didn’t get any sleep – daddy was snoring louder.
Zoe dances like a bus.
I’m the Prophet, follow me Zo!
Me: I wonder what time it is?
Des: I think it’s time to go outside and get me a toy.

Mom! I was in like a girl dream! (He was frightened!)
When I was a baby I wanted my name to be The Marshmallow Kid.
I’m stuck here, I can’t move – like a wall or a ceiling!

Mom, can you make some North Pole Salad?
I want Zoe to ride in the Ogre (he meant Ergo)
That’s an important box mom. It has important papers in it that says: Go to Mars.
I’m making something special for Heidi. I miss her. It makes me sad when Heidi’s not around. It’s not fun when Heidi’s not around.

Zoe was relentlessly trying to eat all of Desi’s cereal when he finally snapped, “No more naughty babe!”
I love her cute little arm.
I poked her madly.

Mom? I want more fun-ness.
Can you help me eat this so I can be strong and beautiful?
I’m refreshing!
Me: You’re cute.
Des: Thanks! Thanks for noticing that I’m cute!

Des: I think Zo wants to be like me. Zo, do you want to be like me?
Zo: Nonononono!
Des: Zo don’t you want to be like me?
Zo: No! ME!
Des: She said, ‘No ME!’ She talks now! She didn’t when she was a baby.

You will be the bum leader, Zoe will be the teacher, and I'll be the consonants.
It smells like Heidi's place. Isn't it great to think of Heidi? And smelling her apartment?
My boyfriend likes ballerinas.

4 comments:
I found you through May. Desi is quite articulate! I love to read the things kids say!
Hi Jones Family,
While nursing the baby, I often find myself blog hopping and hopped right onto your lovely space. Cute, cute babes! Glad to see you're well in NYC.
We have often thought about all the wonderful people we met in South Philly. We live down south now-our blog address is www.patandleigh.blogspot.com.
Leigh
This made me laugh my pants off....I love it!!! I especially liked the "loveness and cheer" bit....
Ah, we got the picture that Desi made for Thomas and the Spiderman stampt to boot! Thomas was very excited. He is making a picture for Desi now and misses him very much.
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