I'm cooking dinner with the help of the girls, which means that the process is taking significantly longer than it ought to in a messy, beautiful way.
With intense concentration, Reese stirs the contents of the skillet. "Good job, baby," I announce as I watch her work before turning my attention to my prep on the island.
"Mommy, Reese is not a baby. She's bigger than me, and I'm not a baby," Brooke explains.
Before I can respond, Reese jumps to my defense. "It's okay, Brooke. Mommy can call me a baby because she's bigger than me. She told me once that it's a term of infection."
Consider my children infected.
Cute! My 3 year tells me he's "not a baby" when I call him baby but he needs to know he's just infected :)
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It's amazing how strong of an infection it is.
ReplyDeleteVery cute!
ReplyDeleteWhen I turned 3 I announced that I was no longer a baby, and that no one could call me that. But I'm still the baby.
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