-Baby Girl wandered out of her room the other morning, looking like a sleepy, rumpled lion with her huge, tangled hair. "Where's Daddy?" she croaked, still hoarse. I told her that Daddy was at work, because his vacation was over. "Well," she tried again, "Where is my Father? Father? Father?!?"
-Baby Girl pranced into the kitchen to announce "Mom! I put away all of my crap!"
-Baby Girl asked for another glass of milk, which I countered with an offer of water or juice. She looked straight across the table to Nana and said in the most serious of tones "Milk makes me poop."
-After a full hour of wailing at her wonderful parents to come and get her out of her crib (at 10:30 pm, a full 1.5 hours past her bedtime) she finally resorted to a tried and true form of manipulation. "Dad!" she hollered. "Dad! Dy! I forgot! I forgot to tell you something!" It is a testament to our wonderful parenting skills that we didn't go in to her room to hear what she had forgotten to say.
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A few years ago Addy said something that made me just about fall down laughing.... 'Mom, that movie last night, it was so f*@#ing funny.' And it was a funny movie but of course I had to keep from laughing at what she said and instead encourage her to use a different adjective to describe the movie.
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