Here's for those of you who are betting on the Linds being the next with a baby...
As I was sitting on a chair doing ConLai's hair, she happened to notice my belly which is very difficult to keep flat while sitting.
"Mommy do you have a baby in your tummy?"
Mommy replied with a resounding NO.
"Mommy, you have a baby in your tummy." As if she is the judge on this one.
No I do not.
...by the way, that is not fair to work through my children.
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
The Meaning of Hair
A bedtime conversation
Mommy: ConLai, you're beautiful.
ConLai: You're beautiful, too. And Nana is a princess. She's not a boy. Other boys have hair. Other daddys have hair. My daddy doesn't have hair because...
Mommy: He's special.
ConLai: Yeah. And you're not special. You have hair.
Mommy: ConLai, you're beautiful.
ConLai: You're beautiful, too. And Nana is a princess. She's not a boy. Other boys have hair. Other daddys have hair. My daddy doesn't have hair because...
Mommy: He's special.
ConLai: Yeah. And you're not special. You have hair.
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