So we're all at dinner tonight...chatting, laughing, nothing out of the normal. Out of the blue, Lauren says, "OK." Everyone turns to look at her, and she has a baby carrot hanging out of one nostril. I immediately collapsed into laughter. The whole table was hysterical. How do you even begin to seriously correct that kind of behavior? We have yet to figure it out.
A few minutes later, Erin has been let out of her chair and brings in a current favorite book: Teeth are Not for Biting. (Side note: This book was originally purchased when Lauren was 2 as she was well-known for enjoying a human snack...) This book is part of a series of books with similar titles, such as Hands are Not for Hitting. Lauren suggested a few titles of her own: Bottoms are Not for Sitting on People and Noses are Not for Picking.
We will eventually marry her off. We will eventually marry her off. (repeating)
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