No, don't worry, I didn't buy that ridiculous "Your Baby Can Read" program.
Today while I was nursing Bella, she got out the book "Are You My Mother". Love that book. Grandma Evelyn would read it to us 50 times in one sitting if we asked.
Little Evelyn's version went something like this...
Baby bird fell out of the tree.
See the hen? You my mother? Nope, nope, nope!
Otay.
See the cow? You my mother? I no think so.
Otay.
Made my afternoon. She fits the definition of girls being sugar and spice so well. This is a little glimpse of the sugar. It's needed every now and again to help me put up with her spice.
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