Things Cubby Says

This kid is so lucky he's cuter than a baby duck!

In trying to leave the house for story time this morning, I stuffed Cubby and our Nanny out the kitchen door (and locked it behind them) to wait while I scooped up the baby and headed out the garage door.  Before I could get too far I heard the rattling doorknob.

When the garage door went up, there was Cubby, glaring at me.

"Why'd you lock that door!?"

Oh, child. You are a piece of work! I barely concealed my smile as I scolded him for being rude.

Driving away, Cubby said our house looked sad. Why? Because we were going to the library.

Here's my big boy who is very hard to photograph these days, and Pickle who is *this* delighted by the ceiling fan.