Walking home from Zoe’s preschool open house earlier today:

Daddy: Zoe, do you want to hold my hand?

Zoe (declining the offer as she passes him by): I’m good. 



Jimmy and I have been floored this past month by the stuff that’s been coming out of this one’s mouth. I swear it’s like talking to a mini teenager. 

She makes up full-fledged songs and stories, takes and fulfills orders from her kitchen, talks about her day, her faves and her feelings about things…I just wish I could record every single moment. 

Not to mention, she’s been the sweetest big sister since the new arrival of baby sis. More on this later!