Yesterday I was putting clothes away in my bedroom when Katie comes flying in, closing the door behind her. She turns, sees me, and jumps because she didn't know I was there. Then ever so politely she asks:
"Can you get out." More of a statement than a question.
Me: "No, Mommy's putting away clothes."
Katie: "This is my house and my sister is coming over while the kids are in school. Can you get out?"
Me: "Oh yeah? How many kids do you have?"
Katie: "A boy and a girl."
Me: "What are their names?"
Katie: "mmm...can you get out?"
Me: "That's ok. Sometimes I for get the names of my kids too!"
Then sister arrived and it was time for their tea party in spite of the "help" being in the background. I thought it was too funny how my THREE year old was acting like she was twenty three. Kinda scary.
Here's day 16:
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