Last night SS sat on the lounger outside with one of her Toy Story books, then announced "Mama, I relax." I was so happy that our obviously stressed out child could let go and find a few minutes to relax. Being three is one tough gig.
JJ and P were discussing shows, a favorite thing for them to do, while I was surfing the Internet. They kept talking about a tortuga character, and I made the mistake to ask who was that. JJ seriously replied, "Ah Mom, it's a tortoise in Spanish. Gee, I thought you spoke the language." Both he and P thought he was hilarious. Guess what, my lovely but uninformed child, it's a turtle. Seriously, my kids are the biggest smart a$$es ever, obviously thanks to P. This is why JJ and P will now be changing all of SS's shitty diapers and wiping her behind. That should teach them to make fun of me.
These pictures were in the D60 and I was too lazy to download them yesterday. Cracks us up how much SS loves her big brother.




Here she is giving me the evil eye, even though I was not the one responsible for her almost losing the tip of her thumb. P accidentally closed the shower door when SS's delicate finger was in the way. Poor little girl cried so loud and did the whole not breathing thing for a while. But since I was the one in the shower with her, it made me guilty by association.
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