Things Heather Says
I need to start a separate blog for the things Heather says. She is so amazing. A real blessing.
Sunday night:
John and Heather are getting ready to ride bikes. John is pumping air into his bike's tires and Heather is waiting. While waiting, there is a mostly dead worm on the garage floor. Still a little moist, with some give. Heather is lightly pressing on it with her shoe - feeling the "give" of the worm. John says, "Heather stop torturing that worm!" And she stops for a while. Then a few seconds later, she just stomps hard on it, ending it's short life.
John: Heather, what are you doing?
Heather: Sorry Daddy, I just couldn't resist.
LOL! She had a similar experience with a grasshopper when she was three where stomping on him was "the only way I could get him to stop jumping."
Tuesday at breakfast:
The kids and I (Steph) are having cereal for breakfast before school. One of the boxes on the table is Panda Puffs. Heather was reading the box (YAY!) and said, "Good for the earth and good for kids." Then she chuckled to herself and said, "Maybe we should take the rest outside and dump it on the earth."
LOL! She is such a cutie!

