Tuesday, October 11, 2005
You know how every baby has a "thing" that calms them down? Like a face you make, or a special toy or blanket, or the passy or their thumb, or maybe a song?
Finley has a "thing" and just in case you find yourself on the receiving end of her wrath you should know that her "thing" is a song and that song is?
Yes, that's the book for me
I stand alone on the word of God
(make sure you are singing fairly loud and clapping on the beat)
Overheard tonight while Jason was finishing up Piper's bath and I was putting Finley down for bed:
Jason: Piper, you have a choice. You may rinse your hair or I can rinse your hair. I will count to three and then you will make your choice.
Piper: But I want Mommy to do it. I want Mommy to rinse my hair.
Piper: NO! NO! NO!
Jason: Piper, Mommy cannot rinse your hair because she is putting down Finley and she isbreast-feeding.
Piper: No, Daddy, you put sister down. You do it!
Jason: Piper, breast feeding? I do not have breasts.
Piper: Daddy, you have a penis?