Klutz Maneuvers

I walked into church today carrying one child and two heavy bags. Apparently I miscalculated when I tried to enter the pew, because I ended up flat on my face with one shoe about 5 feet away. Usually we try to arrive right on time, but today I was glad we were early so that only a few people witnessed this particular klutz maneuver! (And my motherly reflexes saved Lana from injury.)

At home today Cary was reading to the children in French and having them repeat the words. They were reading about toys, and came to "une poupée". Gwyn's repetition: "poopy?" Maybe she's not quite ready for French.

One of my recent favorites (in toddler English) is "bloke", which means "broken".