Friday, March 25, 2011

Not your typical sausage

Nona is looking through our BIG BOOK OF ANIMALS while I"m in the kitchen getting breakfast together.


She excitedly tells me "Momma, this is a sausage!" so proud that she knows the name of this animal.


It took me a minute to dry my hands off, but when I walked over, she was proudly pointing to a picture much like this one

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