it's an acquired taste
After we put Iris in her crib and before she goes to sleep, I, and only I, must pat her back while she engages in 10 or 20 minutes of verbal free-association.
Tonight:
"I do not like beer. I will be grown up. I will drink a beer when I'm grown-up, someday."
Tonight:
"I do not like beer. I will be grown up. I will drink a beer when I'm grown-up, someday."
posted by angelique at 9:51 PM
2 Comments:
:) thanks for a morning smile! don't you love when they do that??!!
Oh yes -- I wish I wrote them down every night.
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