Last night, as Matt was walking her around the neighborhood, she was telling him about a conversation she and I had had during the day. She said I had asked her a question, and then said, "I was unable to answer that question."
This morning at breakfast, she was demanding something (sausage or eggs or a napkin or something) and her daddy said, "That's no way to talk. How do you say it nicely?" She replied, "Pweeeeze." A few moments later she said, "Is that nicer?"
After breakfast, she was playing with her little brother's toy and hitting the button to make it play music. "I'm playing with this because it makes [my little brother] feel better." Not 10 seconds later, she walked up to her little brother and konked him in the head with it, making him cry. Apparently its soothing properties are not effective in the face of bludgeoning.
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She wanted him to know how good it felt when she stopped bashing him!
ReplyDeleteI didn't see this comment 'til today! That's awesome!
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