Just tonight:
Me, putting the babes to bed: Night night Curly Girls...
Miss I: (Sits Up) No... I'm a Chicken Pie.
Me: Oh, so what are you Miss O?
Miss O: I'm Miss I.
Me: Hmmmm...
Miss I: No! She's not a Chicken Pie...
Miss O: Yes I am... I'm a curly Pie.
Me (walking out the door): Night night Chicken Pies...
Them: Night mummy...
Twin Logic - it's it's own special brand of confusion, but I think we're getting there.
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We're not allowed to say 'don't let the bedbugs bite' to my four year old, we have to say 'don't let the frogs bite'.
I commented that I didn't think frogs did bite, and she said: 'yes, I know, that's why it's better'.
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