Boy howdy. Not only does she speak, the girl is SASSY.
Parents of 3-year olds, I know you will relate to this story. Getting her dressed one morning, it was a bit colder last week than it has been in a while. So I pulled out a pair of Helen's hand-me-down jeans and one knee had a hole in it. Alice was not impressed, but the rest of her playclothes were in the laundry and I was scraping the bottom of the drawer to put together this outfit. So I went into it brightly, and optimistically.
Jennie: Alice, look! Here's a pair of jeans that Helen used to wear! They've got this cool thing in the knee and they're like rock star jeans!
Alice: (sadly) I don't want to wear those!
Jennie: Come on, Alice, let's get dressed. Mommy's in a hurry. The jeans are fine, you will love them.
Alice: (more insistently, starting to cry) I don't want to wear those pants.
Jennie: But they're rock star jeans!
Alice: (Loudly, still crying) They're not rock star jeans! (shouting) They're. Just. Pants!
PS - Guess who has 2 thumbs and won the fight? (POINTS AT SELF WITH BOTH THUMBS) The one who can type AND spell it right, that's who.
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Been there--done that>
Sometimes I'm glad my girls are old enough to dress themselves. But just sometimes.
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