Every morning on the way to day care, I tell my dad what's on my mind. I've asked him to pass the news on. I'm sorry if he misinterprets some of my coos as swear words....sometimes I get so frustrated that he doesn't get it right. But, hey, I'm just a baby and lack the manual dexterity to type for myself.
i am down with the finger painting thing. i love it. i just don't like mommy and daddy hovering as if i'm going to mess up the walls, my clothes or the floors. heck...aunt becky was smart enough to get washable paints. let a child paint, won't you?!?!?
posted by little keira currier @ 10:32 PM
growing up gradually, i now tell mommy and daddy that i've pooped in my diaper....even though i haven't really. i just think its fun to say!!!
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