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Rub It In

2011 February 13
by Pamela

Elizabeth and I are headed upstairs for our afternoon nap:

Me:  Come on, baby doll.

Her:  I’m not a baby doll.

Me:  Oh, are you my teddy bear?  My fuzzy bunny?  My sweetheart?

Her:  No.  I’m a little girl.  And you’re my Biiiiiiig Mama.

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  1. Uncle Gene permalink
    April 2, 2011

    OMG. I love it. This is so cute. What an instant update. The girls are so cute and I have not seen them in so long. Well Lydia,,,, yea. Like the recepies, going to have to try them. Can I use the I got to poop card like a get out of jail or please officer Don’t take me to jail card? I wasn’t speeding, don’t give me a ticket card? Keep updating.
    LUV you all!!!

    • Pamela permalink*
      April 2, 2011

      Ha, you could try to pull that card. They might think you are so crazy they’ll let you off. :) We love you too, thanks for reading!

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