MC: Dea bug!
Me: What is it sweatheart?
MC: (with more enthusiasm) Dea bug!
After a quick inspection there is, indeed, a small dead bug on the floor (better dead than alive!).
Me: Uh, oh, I'll get rid of him.
MC: Toit paper. (translation: toilet paper)
Me: Yes, that is right! I'll use toilet paper.
MC: (as I am flushing the bug down the toilet) Bye, bug!
At least I don't have to worry about her eating random things she finds on the floor anymore!
Because I've been so bad about posting photographs lately, I thought you'd like to see some of these I took the other day when Charlotte helped me make up our bed.
Practicing Big Sister Stuff:
2 comments:
these are much better smiles! and i love that story.
haven't read up in awhile. pics are fantastic! i should hang out w/ you guys more.
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