Kennedy says

K: Daddy, your hands are cold. Are you from Amartica? It’s a snowy place.


With the most serious expression… I thought she might tell me that one of he dolls had died.
K: Mom, I have confawdince.


When trying to describe something that occurred yesterday
K: Once upon a very long time ago…


Lying in bed
K: I want to be brown
K: Ray’s brown. I want to be brown like Ray. I want you, and me and… umm… I want us to be brown. Okay?
Me: Um… Well… errr… (I start talking about how everyone is unique and a little different, but she’s not really having it)
K: (Starts whimpering)
Me: (Continuing on)… But were all the same on the inside… we have bones… and red hearts… and…
K: NO MOM… I have a pink heart.
Me: umm… well, no, actually…
K: MOM… It’s PINK.
Me: Ugggh.


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