On Wednesday Libby had a bad dream about 45 minutes before Mike and I get up for work. We let her come to our bed thinking she would go back to sleep - WRONG! Well, anyway, I was feeling a little sick to my stomach so I ate some of the crackers I keep on my nightstand. Libby heard me getting into them and says, "Cracker, Mommy?"
Mommy: Libby, What do you say?
Libby: 2?
Mommy: No, Libby, what do you say?
Libby: 4?
Mommy: How about 'please'?
Libby: Please 2 cracker Mommy?
She's too funny. Already trying to negotiate things with us.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Say Please
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