Every now and then, they come up with real doozies, like the time her father and I asked the Oldest how high she could count - she looked very thoughtful, then raised her hand to shoulder-level and said "about that high."
I was picking the Youngest up from daycare yesterday and we were sitting on the floor putting her shoes on. She was moaning and leaning to one side, "Owww, Mum, my bum hurts, owwww... maybe there's something up there." Ever helpful, I replied "Maybe it's poos, babe." She pondered this for a second then agreed, "Yes, I think I AM a little bit complicated."
I was picking the Youngest up from daycare yesterday and we were sitting on the floor putting her shoes on. She was moaning and leaning to one side, "Owww, Mum, my bum hurts, owwww... maybe there's something up there." Ever helpful, I replied "Maybe it's poos, babe." She pondered this for a second then agreed, "Yes, I think I AM a little bit complicated."
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That's ridiculously cute, Wicked.
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