Lolo has been keeping us in stitches. Unfortunately, it's with things that we really shouldn't laugh about (in front of her at least....I'll let her read about it in the blog after she's in college).
The other night, Lolo is singing at the top of her lungs (dad's genes at work). Dad tries to join in on a duet. Lolo doesn't want him singing "her song". She climbs up on him. "No! No! Daddy. Stop. Zip it. Tape. Tape." She proceeds to pretend to zip up Jim's mouth, throw it away and then tape it up for good measure. Where does she get this stuff?!?!
The same night, Lolo (who has discovered the art of name calling), decides that it is great fun to call people "booty cheeks." Oh boy. I'm anticipating getting phone calls and/or notes from school about this one.
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