We stand corrected

To follow-up on the previous post, Jillian today noted to Chayce that her eye was going down. Of course, Jillian meant the swelling in her eye, but Chayce started blinking and said, "no, Mommy, my eye goes down AND up!"

Then this evening we took the children "fishing," which means Zachary and Chayce threw mud in the air and rocks in the river while Jillian and I dodged the aerial attacks and saved Payge from herself (occasionally throwing a wormed hook in the river). By the time we left, they were quite dirty. I told Chayce she would have to shower so we could wash her head off. "Silly Daddy, you can't wash a head off, its attached to the neck!"

OK. Sorry Chayce. I'll try to be more precise. Which means I should clarify and state that the wormed hook was attached to fishing line which was on a pole with a reel, and the throwing was actually casting.