July 17, 2007
Riley came in the bedroom where I was working on my handmade cards, and she said, "Mom, Savannah and I are moving. Three kids is going to be too much for you to handle." I laughed and said, "No, you can't move out until you're eighteen. Don't worry, I can handle it just fine."
She kind of cocked her head to the side and said, "I get to go to college when I'm eighteen ... and get my nose pierced."
She kind of cocked her head to the side and said, "I get to go to college when I'm eighteen ... and get my nose pierced."
Riley, age 5
Jen, pregnant with Thing 3
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