Yesterday the munchkin strung her first two words together (other than, no no no and go go). She had refused to go to bed the night before without her little green bouncy ball. She actually fell asleep with it gripped firmly in her little fist, and woke the next morning with it still there. She loves that little ball, let me tell you.
Well we were playing with the ball after she woke by hiding it in various parts of my clothing and letting her find it. We were having all kinds of fun when Mack came in to join us. I took the ball and put it down his shirt. This became Taz's favourite hiding place for the ball. Alas, Mack and I soon became tired of the game and moved onto something else when the munchkin toddled into the room. Her little ball securely in her hand she climbed onto Mack's lap, pulled the collar of his shirt open, held out her little ball and said, "put down."
My heart swelled with all kinds of motherly pride!
2 comments:
Aww, clever girl!
i don't think anyone in history has ever been so proud of their child's first put down!
that is very awesome, leithal. : )
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