I know I just posted, but I had to get these down before I forget:
While snuggling with Fritter this morning, I mentioned to him that he smelled good because he had just taken a bath last night. To which he replied, "And you are like a snuggly pile of soft sugar cookies." My kind of compliment.
Yesterday while sitting in the bathroom with Sunflower on the potty she asked, "Where's the train?" "What train?" I asked back. "The potty train?" She replied. I keep wondering if she has been imagining a giant toilet on tracks.
On Sunday I was found ironing a couple of my husbands shirts for his trip the next day (I know, servile work, but I didn't have much choice). Ladybug came skipping up and said, "Mom, someday I'm going to be a princess. And when I am, I am going to get to use the iron. Princesses use irons, right Mom?" They sure do. It's how they are trained to be queens of their homes.
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