the lu.

a motherhood first was had last week...projectile vomit. all over the dinner table. don't worry, she's not sick, just drank too much water too fast and then ate too much too fast so she could get to the dessert part...

L: "the table is ALL MESSY! it's all a big giant mess! that's a lot of spit!" and the next day, "i spit ALL OVER cause my tummy hurt because i ate too much cake". even though she threw up her dinner. and then had cake. and went to bed with a happy cake tummy.

L: "it's new as good!"

L: "i very miss my daddy"...or if g is crying, "i think he very misses my daddy"

L..in response to anything she doesn't want to do, "i can't. my tummy very hurts."

L...while driving right in front of the lawrences on the way to double daves, "where is my clara? i NEED her, where is clara?!?!?!" (lots of whine in the tone)

L...uses a 1/2 roll of tp when she wipes her own bottom. i explained that she has a small bottom and so she doesn't need very much tp. to which she replied, yep, you guessed it, "but you have a very BIG bottom mama, so you can use a lot of squares!"

L..."i got stung by a bee when i was a prudence"...part of a cinderella book we have where the lady in waiting prudence gets stung by a bee.

L...is ALL about gus' snacks. puffs, baby mums, lil crunchers...you name it, she wants it.

L...feels that we aren't paying enough attention to her, she'll harm her little brother.

L...is starting to sass. already. [sigh]