C. Stories

This is the actual instruction and warning label for a small toy C. got with a pack of cookies today.

"Flying Disc

Hold your 'Flying Disc' in one hand...to see it zoom & fly straigh ahead.

Caution: Not to be used to hit anybody."

Like that will ever happen.

I did read all the directions and tried it. I ended up flying the disc right into my neck.

The cookies were strawberry cream ones that C. loves. She only eats the cream. She brought me over a big plate of the cookies and said, "These are for you mommy."

I said, "Did you eat all the cream out of them?"
"Mm hmm."

Earlier today C. and I were going over everyone's names in our family. She was asking (even tho she knows) "What's papa's name?" "What's mommy's name?..." and I would answer.

Then she asked "What's C.'s name?" and I said "C. J. O." O. being her father's first name and C.'s last name.

She looked at me and said, "No, my name is C. J. Mommy!"