I love Google. My oldest was eating a banana and asked where they come from—this is a new obsession of his “where do eggs come from?” “Where do pork chops come from?” And he’s not at all bothered by the answers when we say chicken or pig. Sounds good to him. So I tell my GB1 that they come from trees. Then I Googled a banana tree image. (first I had to spell banana right. I ended up relying on Gwen Steffani lyrics: “B Bananas B-A-N-A-N-A-S”. Thanks to her millions of kids everywhere now know how to spell banana. Millions of moms too.)
Him: “Mom. They are green.”
Me: “Yup. They start out green and turn yellow.”
He’s happy. Eating his banana. Now if it’ll only warm up enough so he can play outside without complaining about the cold. Isn’t it amazing how after a warm spell 50° feels cold?
BTW, we started painting last night. Wahoo!!! The walls look good but need a second coat. The Country Beige was looking a little yellow-ish to me while we were painting. But it looks so good. Much better than how the walls looked before we started this whole process.
