Gotta remember these…

While in the grocery last week, getting fresh flowers, I admired the tulips.  McCanless and I were trying to decide which color to brighten our Easter table.  After a few minutes of discussion, Mary Clare shouted from her seat in the cart, “Mom and Cannie, just get the Pink Lips and lets go!”

McCanless was sitting on the beach this week in the bright sun with a new bikini the Easter bunny brought her.  I heard her laughing and giggling to herself.

“What’s so funny, McCanless?”

She grinned and said, “Look mom, here are my gills.”

Unsure of what she meant, I turned to find her leaning to one side with her little chubby rolls lining her rib cage, creating her “gills.”

We both rolled in the sand laughing hysterically.

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