"Go downstairs, brush your teeth and then use the potty!! It is time for bed."
Moments later she's back upstairs, toothbrush in mouth, brushing away like a little pro. The only problem is she's using my toothbrush and she knows it.
"Why are you using my toothbrush?"
She tells me it is a special night because she's going to use my toothbrush and I get to use hers. You just can't argue with someone so cute (even though I often try with varying levels of success).
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Fantastic! The only question remaining is did you use her toothbrush....
Well, the blog sure has seen a lot of entries lately; nice.
So, I'm trying to avoid doing work here...and I saw (for the first time) that little button at the top of the blog that says "next blog"...so I clicked it and clicked it and well, I've concluded this is the blog to be at, except maybe with exception of this one: diasquevoam
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