I was up before Maggie this morning making her some french toast and feeling like a pretty good mom. When I heard her rustling in her bed, I ran upstairs and into her room.
Me: "Good morning honey! I have a surprise for you downstairs (meaning the french toast, her favorite breakfast food)!"
Maggie (at the top of her lungs): "SANTA!!!!???!!!!"
I felt so bad about presenting her with pieces of bread.
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Friday, July 10, 2009
Maggie can Read!!
Well, kind of...
While I was cleaning her room last night, Maggie put all of her dolls and teddy bears in her rocking chair. She went to the bookcase, picked out the new obesession in her life, "Everyone Poops" and then climbed up into the chair. She settled in, looked to her left and right, asked, "Ready? Ready? Ok" She opened the book and said, "Poop, poop, poop" turned the page "Poop, poop, poop, poop" turned the page "Poop, poop, poop"
She made it through every page! It was so funny, because basically that is all the book says.
Made me laugh...
While I was cleaning her room last night, Maggie put all of her dolls and teddy bears in her rocking chair. She went to the bookcase, picked out the new obesession in her life, "Everyone Poops" and then climbed up into the chair. She settled in, looked to her left and right, asked, "Ready? Ready? Ok" She opened the book and said, "Poop, poop, poop" turned the page "Poop, poop, poop, poop" turned the page "Poop, poop, poop"
She made it through every page! It was so funny, because basically that is all the book says.
Made me laugh...
Sunday, July 05, 2009
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