We were at the Dollar Tree and, as you can imagine, we attract a lot of attention. Every one we passed commented about the twins or their red hair. Gavin had just about enough of the attention. He was angry at me because I wouldn't let him get any cheap toys. "I like cheap toys." He kept arguing.
A little old lady past and told him what a handsome young man he was and that he had gorgeous hair.
He forced out "thank you" then turned to me and asked, "Can I dye my hair black?"
Camille and I were spending some alone time cuddling on the couch this afternoon. She was being so sweet, I tried to soak up every once of love. "You're my little sweet pea" I told her. She looked and me confused and busted out laughing. "No, Momma silly!"
"What's so funny? You are my sweet pea!"
"Momma, you're my sweet poo-poo!" she said.