Mommy, your feet are like pickers! (after I picked up a ball with my feet)
I'm a good drooler! (while dribbling a basketball)
Whoa - lots of poop . . . melting! (looking in the potty before she wiped)
Well I don't know which one I'm going to or where I'm going or both or what and I just don't know! (after I tried to explain that she would be at preschool in the morning and with Ghee in the afternoon)
It's not like that, mom! (all the time)
Well I don't want to. (all the time)
Emma put on her Dora backpack, so I said, "Where are you going today, Emma?" She replied, "ginia and stralia!" That means Virginia and Australia! I have no idea where she has heard about Australia. A few days ago, she imagined she was stuck in the mud. She told me she was stuck in the "Deltaville mud!"
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
No comments:
Post a Comment