Thursday, February 16, 2006
my articulate 2 year old
Emmie just ran in the kitchen and said, "Can we see if Xander and Desi are home?" That clearly. Minimal lisping. Then presented me with her little box of candy (I know, I never give them candy in the morning but you know how it goes I'm working on something and want them to stay outside while it's like seventy degrees out) and says, "Can you open this for me? It's kinda stuck." Logan at this age still mostly grunted. Forgive me for being in wonder.
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