Rub It In
2011 February 13
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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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!!!
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!