An onion is not an apple. If you beg and beg and beg for it because you think it is an apple, and your mama gives you a chunk, you will not like it. You will need to run and find your sippy cup of milk while your eyes water.
If I reach through the slats of my crib and put my arm all the way through to my armpit, I can reach the doorknob. I can open the door and scream out that I don't want to take a nap. However, Mama knows how to push the crib away from the doorknob, and I still have to take a nap.
1 comment:
LOVE it! She must have an extra sparkle in her eye this week :)At least your days aren't boring!
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