Z. and A. are standing two feet from me.
Z.: Mama, I didn't tell you about da prwesents. I just told you I was telling *Mommy* about da prwesents.
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1 comment:
Too cute.
They move on, but not far. Recently, Monkey, having been warned that grandparents might find a particular episode from her skiing excursion with dad a bit frightening, and having agreed that it would be better not to tell them then proceeded to say "something not so good happened while we were skiing, but I don't want to tell you about it" on the phone with grandparents. And then, of course, answered all questions to reveal the whole story.
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