Leave them scratching thier heads....

Abigail has been barfing all Sunday which is part of a sickness her, Kinzy, and Bonnie all got -not very fun!


But just to show that even if times are hard and I'm bemoaning my newly formed cankles there is still much laughter to be had...


Today I had a conversation that went like this:



Grant: Look Abigail I'm eating a Butt Apple!


Abby: No, That's a peach!


Me: Actually, it's not a peach either. Peaches are fuzzy. That's a Nectarine.

Grant: It's not a neck, it's a butt!




(Shows me the unmistakable resemblance.)

Me: It does look like a butt but It's a nectarine!

Abby: It's a peach!

Grant: It has a growing seed inside! What's inside the seed??




The whole conversation was so fast paced I couldn't even retort to Abby's undying devotion to "It's a peach" and now with the odd question Grant just asked I had not the patience for the intricacies of zygotes and cotyledons so I gave up and told him:



A Tree!



-And I walked away triumphant!