Wise Words from Callie

Callie: "Elliott, poopy makes your food.   Food goes in your mouth, down your neck, into your tummy, and into your poopy, and then it stinks (She says this while taking her finger and sliding it down Ellie's mouth, neck, tummy.)  And then your pee pee makes milk, chocolate milk, and water!"

       

Callie: Do we sleep when we die, mom?

Me: I don't know.

Callie: Does God have the beds?

Me: Come on inside, Callie.

Callie: Okay.  Come on, Shadow!

(Sometimes the girls slip on the wood floor when they are wearing their footy pjs)

Callie: These feet are slippery, because we dont have hair on the floor.  We need to get hair on the floor so we don't slip.  

Me: gross. We don't want hair on the floor.

Callie: no, its not gross.  We had hair at the old house. 

Me: we did?

Callie: The hair.  The white hair, so we don't slip.

Me: You mean the carpet?

Callie: no, it's hair.

Me: The floor at the old house? What we walked on?

Callie: yeah.  It's white hair. 

"All people are persons"--Callie