The things they say...

The girls & I went up to OKC for a few days...Josh is out of town this week and I didn't feel like spending the whole week at home as a single mom.  Yesterday I was laying Sarabeth down for a nap at my parent's house and when I walked into the room I noticed the bed was littered with yellow foam/stuffing.  Here's our conversation as we were cleaning it up:

me: Sarabeth, what's this?  Where did it come from?

Sarabeth: I took it out of my tiger. (a stuffed tiger she'd been carrying around all day which is probably as old as I am)

me: You shouldn't tear your toys apart.  Then you won't have any left.

Sarabeth: (pause..) I'm sorry, mom.

me: Thank you, and make sure you apologize to Nana too.  It was her tiger.

Sarabeth: Ok.  I'm sorry, mom.  And I tell Nana I'm sorry too.

me: It's ok, I forgive you.

Sarabeth: I forgive you too, mom.

For what, I'm not sure.  But she forgave me.  Too cute!