With two kids, it’s a rare occasion when one child gets the lion’s share of attention.
Positive attention, that is. But every now and then the stars–and mud cookies–align perfectly.
Over a plate of cookies and tall glasses of milk:
Tucker: You know, I had a dragon when I was little.
Cara: Really? What kind of dragon?
Tucker: Nothing in particular–a mutt dragon.
Cara: Where did you keep it?
Tucker: Outside. Mama D doesn’t like pets n the house.
Cara: Not in the house?!
Tucker: They’re too messy. Have you ever seen the mess a dragon can make?
Cara: Dragons are messy?
Tucker: Sophie’s messsy, isn’t she?
Cara: Yeah…especially when she poops in the floor.
