Today as V. was studiously watching her father she said "Daddy, your eyes are the color of pickles. You have pickle eyes!"
Later, she ran into the living room shouting "Mommy, mommy, I looked in the mirror and I have pickle eyes too, just like daddy!"
I love 2.
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- Donna
- Portland, Oregon
- Professional woman who works in High Tech, but whose heart is really at home with her children and her knitting. You can email me at: notnowimcounting at gmail dot com
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1 comment:
So, cute!
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