When Jenna was four she went to pre-school. This was a big deal since I had never sent any of my children to pre-school before. But with Rachel and Carly in school, Jenna was home alone...bored. One of my favorite memories of Jenna was the drive to school in the mornings. It went a little like this...
Jenna- "Mom did I tell you what happened yesterday on the playground"?
Mama- "No, tell me what happened".
Jenna- " Well there was this boy and he was carrying around this big bag and in this bag he had these huge toys and he was handing toys out to all the kids".
Mama- " Uh- huh".
Jenna- " And then when the bag was empty he had all this money that he started handing out and I got fifty dollars".
Mama- " Really"?
Jenna- " Yeah"
"And Miss Natalie told us we couldn't keep any of the.."
Mama- ( interrupting)
" Now Jenna, is this a real story or a make believe story"?
Jenna- (matter of factly) " This is a make-believe story."
( with out skipping a beat) " Any way the money I got from this boy I gave to the......."
On and on she goes with these amazing stories. Most of the time when I asked if they were a real or make believe story the answer was make believe.
Sometimes when she now gets to talkin and ramblin on about her day, I love to stop her mid sentence and ask.
" Now Jenna, is this a real or make believe story"?
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Can't wait till the kids grow up so I can play model with them. I can usually only get 10 minutes with Dorian. Both Carly and Jenna's portraits are beautiful...Seriously gorgeous.
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