Pulling a bit of fluff from the top of her stuffed Pooh Bear's fraying head, she said, "Mommy ... we call this brain tissue."
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A couple of days ago, Ramona asked for help zipping her jeans.
"Zip it, Mommy!" she said.
Then, on reflection, she added, "I mean the clothes-kind of 'zip it' ... not the [and at this, she pinched her thumb and forefinger together, and pulled them across her lips] mean kind of 'zip-it.' That would be a mean kind of 'zip-it', but I mean the other kind."
4 comments:
Oh dear, and Pooh is already a bear of little brain! Hopefully there's a surgeon around who can sew him up so he doesn't lose anymore "brain tissue."
I actually choked on a carrot reading this story this morning. She is so cute.
She's just such an adorable dear! I love her!
Liz,
Anne-with-an-e thought your comment was so clever. :-)
Jennifer and Suzanne, I do wish we could get ALL our little dears together for a play date. Even my 10 yo Betsy would join in -- she loves younger kids, and is such a good little mommy to them! What fun that would be.
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