I think my daughter is a spy!
I moved the tables in the kitchen out of her way today so she could ride her "bike" around.
She drove around talking on her tinkerbell cell phone talking to someone:
"Hello...Hello"
"The table's moved....The TABLE!"
"Mommy moved the table...Mommy did, no MOMMY did"
"I don't know"
"Huh, okay, okay, bye"
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She wouldn't tell me who she was talking to but I think Addy and Santa have some sort of agreement. I may end up with coal next year.
1 comment:
Love it! Good job, Addy. Keep mommy in line.
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