Momma: "Yes, those are your clothes."
Savannah: (points to my shirt) "Clothes, mine?"
Momma: "No, these are my clothes."
Savannah: (pointing to her hair) "Hair, mine?"
Momma: "Yes, that is your hair."
Savannah: (pointing to my hair) "Hair, mine?"
Momma: "No, that is my hair."
Savannah: (clearly pondering the concept... spreads her arms wide...) "Momma, mine?"
Momma: "Yes, sweetie. Momma is yours. Absolutely."
3 comments:
ok. my favorite post. ever. :)
we have those same poopy moments..to the point where i've made a chart and every day she has without smearing poop all over the walls, herself and her animals she gets a star..after so many stars she gets a present..ugh
oh no! we haven't entered the poop smearing yet...but she's not in a toddler bed yet either...haha! Thanks for always being so entertaining!
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