Imagine this. A yellow Walmart smiley face sticker over my three year old’s eye and her saying, “Arggg! Ship!”
“Seporah, say Argg Matey!”
“Argg, Baby!”
Or how about this one. We are making scrambled eggs. Seporah counts the eggs, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9! She then counts them again, all the way to 9. She is quite proud of herself and I decide not to tell there is only 8.
Felicity has hit 18 month clothing (finally), but we actually never dressed Seporah in 18 month clothes, we just went from 12 months to 2T. Felicity we really can’t do that as she’s growing slower. We go to Walmart and I tell Seporah we’re getting Felicity some shirts. Seporah says, “Shirts!” like she was the one getting the new stuff and starts stripping in the middle of the aisle. I was only glad Suzanne who I’d seen 5 minutes before wasn’t watching this.