Sunday, February 5, 2012

Oh, Julianna, my sweet three-year-old


Me: Julianna, you need to hang this shirt up like I asked you to do.

Julianna: I can't. I too little.

Me: No, you're a big girl. Get it hung up, please.

Julianna pulls her hand up into her shirt sleeves and says: No, I can't. I have no hands.

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This morning Tom and I were both lounging in bed. Julianna woke up and came in and asked me to make her "breck-sess".

Me: You want me to make your breakfast?

Julianna: Yes, I want toast.

Me: Can Daddy make your breakfast?

Julianna: No, Mommy! You make it because you're the bestest mommy!

Me: Did Daddy just feed you that line or are you really that good?



 


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