Tonight we made lemon squares. That was going to be the best thing ever. They were pretty good, but ended up being trumped by the following conversation:
A: "Hey, whatcha doin'?"
C: "I'm dishing up lemon squares."
A: "Oh, can I have one?"
C: "Yes, I'll get you one."
and here is where it gets really good...
A: "Hooray for Mommy! Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!"
This is no joke. She pumped her little fist in the air and everything. All her previous transgressions have been forgiven.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
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I can see she has learned a few things from her mother..... I also just saw that your feet are in the Mankind Mag-kudos my friends, kudos.
Yes, it's true. You knew about it before I did, though, and it's hilarious that you were able to pick out my feet!
I think that sounds like her father taught her a thing or two.
I agree...he's much more enthusiastic than I.
I always liked your lemon squares, too. Am I forgiven?
Did you cheer?
Maybe you couldn't tell how much I was cheering because my mouth was so full of lemon squares.
I so can not wait until my little girl is old enough to cheer for me!
I guess it's never to early to start training though, right? ;)
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