Which reminds me.... last week we went out for a late night shopping run (by late, I mean we left the house at 6:00 and were home by 8:00). I packed a dinner for Adeline in her laptop lunch box so she could eat dinner in the stroller while we shopped. As we were walking under the trees by Anthropologie, a bird pooped on Adeline's sleeve and in her green beans. I don't think she noticed until we started wiping her up and tossing the green beans. Robert and I were (of course) cracking up. Then when we caught our breath we told her about the bird poop.
For the next few days she was scared to go outside. I can't tell you how many times I have heard, "Don't poop on me, birds!" come out of her mouth since that incident. She still says it almost every time we go outside.
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That's hilarious!!!!
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When Lauren wants something or if Patrick leaves the room, she too calls him by his first name. Love it!
That is so funny!
:0) That's pretty funny.
Lately Brynn has been calling me Honey. It must be fascinating to toddlers when they realize that their mommies might go by something other than mama.
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