So, once again, Elise cracks me up with little things she says. These ar all just within the last 24 hours... Enjoy:
(After a pretty serious Leg workout yesterday...)
Erica: Ugh...Elise I'm sore this morning
Elise: No. You're just a mommy. You not a sore
(at 2am, Adam backing out of Elise's room after a quick cry/soothing session)
Adam:Goodnight, Elise. I love you
Elise:Night night, Daddy. Close door very quietly.
(Elise sitting in the sun yesterday)
Erica: Do you see the sun shining on your legs?
Elise: I have hair all over my legs. Just like Daddy (we're just all thankful she didn't say
" just like Mommy"!!! It probably wouldn't be a huge surprise, though!)
(After a successful potty visit yesterday)
Elise: Oohhh, mommy. THREE poopies. One big, one medium, one wittle. MY Poopies
(Working on the letter "B" together):
Erica: Blanket, Elise, B-B-B BLANKET
Elise: Yep, Mommy. B-B-B GWANKET
(just moments ago...)
Erica:Elise, are you SURE you don't have to go potty. I don't want you to have an accident in your panties
Elise:You not have accident in YOUR panties, Mommy, either.
Erica:yep, that's the goal....
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I love it. She is already wittier than most adults. :-)
When Uncle Paul is babysitting...there will be no using the word "panties". It's underwear.
hey, hey... don't project your hangups on the girls... the word is fine.
No, we don't love the 'panty' word, either..but there aren't a lot of options out there. Underwear is a little hard to get out, underpants was an option, but she just kind of clung to the 'p' word....sorry, uncle Paul. =)
funny!
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