My funny girl. She was SO excited to help trim the tree, she could hardly slow down enough to actually HELP. She had a tough time hanging the ornaments, but loved unpacking them, and talking about them. To pass the time, she tried on her dress ups.
Here is an actual conversation we had today. She was sitting in my lap, at nap time, in that 10 minute window before I'm actually off, and we're able to go home.
Me: Emmeline, yuck. Please don't pick your nose.
E: Pickin nose gross?
M: Yes, gross.
E: Pickin nose gross?
M: Yeah.
E: (reaches up to pick my nose)
M: No, thank you. I don't like that.
E: Pick nose self?
Awesome.
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