Sunday, February 5, 2012
Oh, Julianna, my sweet three-year-old
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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