Monday, August 17, 2009


I took the kids to the duck pond the other day and there was a marathon going on. Cass saw a shirtless guy stretching and pointed, saying, "Naked!" But she didn't think that was enough. She walked right up to and said, "You're naked." He smiled and took out his ipod headphone. I apologized, but he said he was more concerned with how this little girl knew his name. Apparently his name is Nathan and he thought she was just identifying him. I told him his new name could be Naked Nathan.

I love this girl. I'm starting to write my personal history (Memoirs of a Chelsea, as Trav has entitled it), so I haven't written a ton on these kidlets, but I'll catch up...someday!.