Sunday, May 4, 2014

A little SparkPlug

Recently I was asked if my girl is as feisty as her Mama. 

Feisty?! Me?  I have no clue what you're talking about.

And yes, she is. Even at 2. We are in trouble with this one when she is older, I can tell.

For example:

"Mommy, can you get a drink for me?" she asked sweetly on the couch. 

From my spot comfortably next to her, I answered. "No! You can go get it."

"No, Mommy. No I can't."

"Why not, Peanut? You have legs, don't you?"

She looked solemnly at me. "Them are broken."

"Oh, really?!" I couldn't help it. I laughed. "Your legs are broken?'

"Yeah. I need a new leg. Mine are broken. So you have to get me my juice."

I laughed the whole time I was pouring.

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