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My oldest, Lily, just turned 5. When she was about a year old my husbands parents stayed with us for christmas. I was making cookies.. or pie.. either way I was baking, and i heard the doorbell ring, so I picked up Lily from her high chair and went to the door. I opened it and there was my mother in law. So I smiled and pointed to her, looked down at Lily and said, WHO'S THAT LILY?! With a big smile waiting for her to say Gramma! Like she does with my mother.. Nope. She Points to my mother and law, Says, "Bitch!" And starts giggling. My father in law dropped the suitcases and nearly fell on the side walk he was laughing so hard.
My other daughter Ava is quite the character. She used to crawl around the floor chasing after spiders yelling "CUTE COME BACK! CUTE!!!" lmao. I Hope when she gets older she still thinks they are cute.. I hate spiders!
Or another time she would ahve been roughly two.. She's an escape artist, and one morning I was walking by her bedroom and noticed she was again, out of her crib lying on the floor. I stood at the doorway for a second smiling to myself, when she lifted her head up, eyes wider than the grand canyon, and in a panic said, " I"M DEAD!!! *takes deep breath* NOPE! I'M ON THE FLOOR!"
I Fell over laughing. I still have no idea how she comprehended being "dead" but i guess waking up on the floor triggered being dead.
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