The apple doesn't fall far, part 2
Proof that Julie takes after her mommy just as much as she does me:
Last night, Julie insisted on taking her pink shoes to bed with her. She clasped them in her little hands and refused to let them go, so we put her in the crib, gave her the blanket, the stuffed Grover and purple dog and bid her good night.
Around 10:30, she started crying. I went into check on her and she had put on one of the shoes (on the correct foot! And fastened the Velcro strap!) and was trying in vain, in the dark, to put on the other one.
Our girl, she loves her shoes.
Also, a spelling update: In the back of my mind, I thought yesterday's spelling of "cheese" was just a funny coincidence since she saw mommy motioning toward the fridge. So when I came home last night, I said, "Julie -- Y-E-L-L-O-W."
She replied, proudly, "Yeyyo!"
Yeah, we're in trouble.
Last night, Julie insisted on taking her pink shoes to bed with her. She clasped them in her little hands and refused to let them go, so we put her in the crib, gave her the blanket, the stuffed Grover and purple dog and bid her good night.
Around 10:30, she started crying. I went into check on her and she had put on one of the shoes (on the correct foot! And fastened the Velcro strap!) and was trying in vain, in the dark, to put on the other one.
Our girl, she loves her shoes.
Also, a spelling update: In the back of my mind, I thought yesterday's spelling of "cheese" was just a funny coincidence since she saw mommy motioning toward the fridge. So when I came home last night, I said, "Julie -- Y-E-L-L-O-W."
She replied, proudly, "Yeyyo!"
Yeah, we're in trouble.