... is what Tempe wants to name the baby that she {thinks} is in my tummy.
"You got a baby in your tummy, Mom."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do. You got a baby."
"No, I don't."
"Yes... yes, Mom, you do! Mom, please grow a baby in your tummy. Please?" At this point, she was starting to whimper and tears were building up in her eyes. I pointed out that she already has a baby sister, and if she wants me to grow a baby in my tummy, she needs to show me how nice she can be to Lena. I think maybe that convinced her that she doesn't want me to grow another baby.
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Hey you guys! I hope you don't mind us checking your blog! Your girls are cutiest even if they eat off the floor and yes, at least they eat their vegetables! I've linked you our blog... hope you don't mind!
aaahahaha! that's hillarious! Charlotte Butterfly, wow. One time when my little brother Chase was about 4 he had a doll in his hands and I asked him what her name was and he said "Arachnapha (sp?) Octupus" Another creative one.
hahahaha i love your stories about tempe and helena! and i love your blog title, so creative!
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