During dinner last night:
“Daddy? Big girl spoon please. No baby spoon.”
Who told her the toddler utensils she’s been using were for babies. How funny.
This morning as we’re walking by our new truck to get into our car:
“Daddy truck. Mommy car.”
Then she turns to the truck, looks right into the bumper, which is at her eye level, and says “Hi truck.”
If you’re not laughing, I guess you just had to be there.
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