X, you call everybody a girl. Even boys and men. I know it's something you will figure out, eventually, but it makes for some interesting conversations!
The other night, as I was tucking you in to bed, I of course had to tuck all of your stuffed animals in with you. Your collection is ever expanding. At this point, it includes your Ernie, your baby, your Gil, and about 6 beanie baby teddy bears of varying colors. Oh, and your Jenny Help Phone. So, as I got everybody comfy under their blankets, you turned to your friends and said, "Girls, move over!"
It took everything I had in me not to laugh out loud, but rather to rearrange your "girls" quietly and give you a kiss on the forehead and wish you a good night.
I hope this is not an indication that you may be in line to inherit Hugh Hefner's kingdom.
I love you, funny bunny.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Friday, January 25, 2013
What's In My Belly?
This morning, I asked you what's in my belly. You are usually up to answering this question, X. You sweetly tell me, "Baby!" And I ask you what baby's name will be, and you say "Baby Lilli" or sometimes "Christie" although I'm not sure where Christie came from!
Today, you didn't want to play. So, I asked you if I had a crocodile in there. You shook your head "no". I asked if I had a chicken in there, and again you told me "NO!" I asked again what is in my belly.
You looked at me very seriously, and told me that there is a dinosaur in my belly. ROAR! ROAR!
Today, you didn't want to play. So, I asked you if I had a crocodile in there. You shook your head "no". I asked if I had a chicken in there, and again you told me "NO!" I asked again what is in my belly.
You looked at me very seriously, and told me that there is a dinosaur in my belly. ROAR! ROAR!