A crib for the tired baby.
At least it is when your 2 year old's dishwasher job is unloading and putting the utensils away. I got quite a chuckle later that day when I opened the drawer to get something out. Noticing the pile of utensils on the counter yet to be put away I called Addie over to ask her about it. Her immediate response, "I can't do my job, my baby is tired."
"I am going to my wedding Mommy."
Addie, "I ready for the day Mommy." Mommy, "Where are your pants?" Addie, "I don't need them. See my pretty purple hair." (she has a purple hair clip in)
"I can't brush my teeth without my tap shoes on. I am a dancer you know."
The eyeroll is my amazing knack to snap the picture at just the wrong time.
She was being very cute about it all and we were having fun.
The picture sure makes it look like we
were going the rounds about it.


1 comment:
Hip Hip Hooray for blogging. I can hardly stand the wait until Thanksgiving when we get to see all of you "for real". But it sure makes it fun to have these pictures for a warm up.
We will remember to bring our jackets, our laps, and lots of love.
xoxograndmafishermom
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