I was told by my Parents as Teachers coach that he is in the "gray area" in the language department. (I haven't been worried about it since my sister popped off with "F--- the gray area; he's brilliant.") Ahem. So, how do you fret after that?
He did learn, with the assistance of his best buddy, Lola, how to say "mine" today. They have taken turns yelling "MINE!" at each other most of the morning. Let's see, they've fought over a tennis racket, a pacifier, a book and a piece of fuzz. I was rolling my eyes at how childish the toddlers were acting.
Then, they grabbed my beautiful iron candlesticks and started tugging.
In an emotional moment...without thinking.....I ran to save my candlesticks........I yelled......... to my everlasting shame...........
"MINE!"
I have joined the ranks of the emotionally immature:
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I used to desperately want to hear my precious Charli talk (she took awhile to talk as well). O man, once she started she never even stopped to take a breath. Still....no breaths, just endless chattering. I catch myself everyday saying "please, just one minute without questions or talking.....please stop talking.....please, no more, no more." You will be there soon!!
That is the funniest shit ever!!!!!
Excactly, how do you freakin' fret after Amy hit the nail on the head!!! Hang in there, lawmaker...
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