Talk, talk, talk, babble, babble, babble, walk, walk, walk. That's all this girl pretty much does. Oh, and she throws books in our laps and makes us read them. Sesame Street alphabet board books- 26 of the best free things I ever brought home from work. Oh and she's eating a ton, and points at her bottle when she wants one (and says "Meeeeeee"), and points to the tv when she wants to watch shows. That ones just not cool. Our girl's addicted to Sprout. But, I guess there are worse things. She can watch Sesame Street in the morning, and some of The Goodnight Show at night, but we've got to get her off this smack somehow.
We took her to the big pool at our apartment complex. She cried.
Ed Gorman likes to come into the bookstore and say, "I saw that your kid was in the paper again...armed robbery this time."
"Yeah, it's either that or she's stealing cars."
2 comments:
You can tell Ed that she takes after her Uncle Aaron....he was robbing banks when he was two.
Love to all,
Grandma Jo
Aaaannnndddd...bam, I'm on an FBI watchlist. Great.
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