She started a new game of "Catch, Mommy." She starts two rooms away, which is the longest stretch of open space in our home. Holding her lovely, dear puppy, she says, "Catch, Mommy" as she whips it into the air. Of course, she's about twenty feet too far away and the puppy lands inches from her feet. She scoops it up, moves forward and says, "Catch, Mommy!" The game continues on this way until she's a foot in front of my face, which the puppy eventually slams into. (This game is much more fun for her than it is for me.)
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While coloring...Baby Girl: Mommy...
Me: What?
Baby Girl: I'm pretty.
Me: (chuckle) Yes, you are!
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When she is frustrated at me, she calls me Sugar. I don't think she realizes it's a term of affection.
4 comments:
Adorable! My little guy is two and he's just beginning to say all the cute stuff too. Oh it's the best!
Wow, I totally didn't mean to post this yet. I was going to add to it and schedule it for a later date. Oh well!
I'm assuming that was not a live puppy she was throwing at you? :)
Definitely not a live puppy!
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