I was trying to convince Hollie that there's no longer a baby in
my belly, and she suggests, "We need to get another baby in the
store." In almost every conversation we have these days, she tells
me we need [something] "in the store".
I had made a smoothie to share with her, so I poured some into her
cup and started drinking the rest right from the blender (we always try to set
a good example around here). She looked at me, wide-eyed, and said,
"That's a biiiig cup! Go show baby Blake!"
and pointed across the room to her sister.
One afternoon, she was wound up and running around the house
clicking her tongue. I asked what she was doing, and she said, "It's
a song about Mother Goose".
She told me, "You gotta be kidding me!"
Phonetically, for full effect: "You gah be
kimmee!"
Daniel was cooking dinner, and Hollie and I were helping, while I
held Blake in one arm. I told her, "Good job, Hollie!", and she
came right back with "Good job, Mommy!" and "Good job,
Daddy!". I asked her if Blake was doing a good job, too, and she
thought for a minute before saying, "Nooo."
Her latest method of getting my attention is to plead, "Turn
your head, Mommy!"
Just this afternoon, I’m changing Blake’s diaper and her clothes -
she’s not happy about it, and she’s letting me know. Hollie tells me, “Blake wants Daddy.” Umm, ouch?!
Last but not least, my very favorite:
We were at the park yesterday, just walking along, and she said,
"Did you know cars go pee-pee in a little potty outside?"
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We have been busy around here (maybe that goes without saying) but
in good ways. Working on updates, promise!
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