Tonight Aubrey had spaghetti for the first time. Every time I tried to take her fork and help her "catch a bite" she threw a fit. She wanted to do it herself.
Me: Emily pick that up (she knocked her little table over)
Emily: Is THAT how you ask?
I wish I would have been there to hear this conversation that Daddy just told me about.....
Daddy: Guess who's birthday it is tomorrow.
Emily: Who?
Daddy: Guess.
Emily: Who's guess?
Daddy: No Guess isn't a person. I want you to guess who's birthday it is tomorrow.
Emily: Who?
Daddy: Guess
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| Our baby black convicts are getting big |
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| dining room baths/soaks to help her boo boo |
