They've started chopping corn this week. I brought Will and Paisley to Brandon so they could ride in the semi with him. Emmy wanted to go too, but 3 kids crawling around in the cab is too many. As they drove away, Emmy was so mad. I text Brandon, "Emmy is crying and saying the F word". He was laughing cause Emmy can't say "truck" with the T and the R... she points to trucks and says the F word very clearly instead. We've tried to correct her by saying truck more slowly, but she'll just say the F word more slowly.
Oh My. Maybe tomorrow she'll get her turn in the truck.
Sept 11, 2013