First thing this morning:
Emily looks under the covers in my bed - at her foot - with a very thoughtful look. . .
Me: Did you lose your foot?
E: Actually, my bandaid is coming off
Me: Cute - Strawberry Shortcake - did Daddy pick that bandaid?
E: Actually, I picked it. Daddy said veggie tales or strawberry shortcake and i picked this one.
Later today:
E: Mom, am I your favorite or is Maddie?
Me: You are both my favorite?
E: But am I or Maddie?
Me: I love you both! You are my favorite big girl and Madeline is my favorite baby.
(Isn't it too early for this!? Geesh!)
Later:
E: I want to be a different girl.
Me: What? I love you just the way you are.
P: I want to be a different girl like Savannah (my friend Natalie's daughter)
Me: But Emily, your pretty yellow hair, etc etc.
E: I want to be Savannah.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
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