Says Nem at various times:
Opies. [Oopses.]
Getting dollies out of a bin in grandma’s basement:
Dollies now, please.
Singing and twirling around in her older brother’s batman shirt hand-me-down:
Princess, princess, princess..
In a rage of denial, most every morning:
Candy now! Candy now! Candy now! Candy now!..
After sneaking out of her room late at night and meeting me as I come to the top of the stairs; whispering, and imploringly nodding her head repeatedly:
Juice—Juice—Juice, Please—Juice—Juice, Please—Juice—Juice—Juice, Please—Juice, Please—Juice…
This evening Mago played at shooting
Everything in the whole world and fireballs!
out of his hand, as an attack (as always, towards yours truly, his dad, who amuses him with violent reactions). Nem joined in, issuing attacks at me the same way:
Moon, nose!
cute cute cute and more cuteness.
Always so glad when you post these!