Avery is wearing her pretty dress, as she calls it, today. (OK, OK, yes, it's actually her Christmas dress that she has insisted on wearing every single day since Christmas. And, no, she hasn't let me wash it yet.)
Anyhow, she was pulling her arm out through the neckhole this morning, and so I told her, "Avery, be careful. You don't want to stretch out your pretty dress so that it doesn't fit you anymore."
Then she said, "Like your tummy, Mommy?"
Nice.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
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Lovely. Don't you love those "sweet" compliments. One day she'll understand. : )
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