Love-I wanna baby mom
Me-No way...your my baby!
Zman-I don't want another baby...Love is enough. Besides then I will have someone else to take care of.
Love-I not a baby...I gonna be this many (holding up 4 fingers) wight mom.
Me-Right
Love-I wanna lil baby I can take care of pwease? pwease?
Maybe looking at old photos from them being babies prompted this discussion.
It's so crazy to think back when they were so little and depended on us for everything and now Love is running the house.
I'm doing the dishes, here she comes "I can do the dishes mom"
I'm vacuuming, here she comes "I can vacuum mom"
I'm dusting, here she comes "give me dat I do it"
Next I'm teaching her how to drive so she can run to the store to get milk because she drinks this stuff non stop. Not to mention how much she wants to eat. Once you serve her before she eats she is asking for more after she is done. And this repeats for about 5 times. The minute she is done eating she wants a snack. When you tell her to wait, let her food settle she is asking again 5 minutes later telling me "my tummy seddel now".
Note: We have actually left the table, she is still eating
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On another note I participated in a Valentine Swap hosted by Belle. My partner was Diane and this is what she sent me...Thanks Diane!
