Last night I told the girls to each choose 1 toy to take to bed with them. Trinity, very peacefully, chose Spikey the Raccoon whom she placed to sleep in a small box with a bandana on his head because he apparently had some sort of wound. Micah came banging to bed with a bucket full of items. She threw the bucket in her bed, then climbed in and began arranging toy after toy in the bucket until it could hold no more. I said, "Micah, I believe you are supposed to choose one toy." Her response? "Dis is one butet, Mommy." Translation, "This is one bucket, Mommy." She had me there...This was one bucket. So smart already. The items that she couldn't part with: a knee pad, a stuffed hippo, some ribbon, a treasure box, a wooden mallet, an extra large fake penny, an old cell phone, and a plastic eggplant...What more could a girl want?
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She is precious! And, such a creative little mind. I love it!
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