She Said…

We went outside after a storm.  There were leaves everywhere.

Brooke:  “Mom!  Leaves!”

Me:  “Yeah, there are leaves everywhere.”

Brooke:  “Mom, vacuum it!”


We were at a family party.  Someone’s friend had brought his dog.  The dog was the size of a small pony.  Brooke happened to trip and the dog went over and sniffed her.  Brooke scrambled to her feet, ran a safe distance away from the dog and said,  “Don’t eat Brooke!”


I gave Brooke a glass of milk.  She doesn’t normally like milk, but she insisted she wanted it.  She took a sip and said, “Mom, I do like it!  In fact, I love it!”