I recently shared a cute story about my oldest here (and probably in multiple other posts on this blog), but last night my second child, the five-year-old, did a couple of things worth sharing. The first is cute. The second is, well, see for yourself.
After tucking L. into her bed last night, I bid my final farewell from the doorway. “Good night, Sweet Pea,” I said.
“Mom, what’s your favorite kind of fruit,” she suddenly asked me.
“Uuum… Probably strawberries,” I responded, somewhat puzzled.
“Okay, then, good night Sweet Strawberry.”
The other incident took place shortly before this, while I was reading her a bedtime story. I noticed her finger was doing some digging, so I told her to stop picking her nose. She complied, saying, “Okay. I pushed the snot back in.”
Who’s lost their appetites for strawberries now?