My car floor was never going to be covered in Cheerios, or craisins and filled with kid crap. Now I have designed and am in the process of writing a pattern for a backseat organizer.
I was never going to let the t.v. babysit my kid. Now Sesame Street is when I vacuum, shower, or pee all by myself.
I used to mourn the inability to breastfeed Scrunch, until this week. I saw her bite the nipple off the bottle. Off! For the love! I think I'll be weaning at the first sign of teeth.
I used to wonder where all the missing socks went. Now I know that two year olds know. After twenty minutes in my closet, they are wherever all the shoelaces ended up.
She informed both husband and I this evening that the baby's name will be "Coco". Poor baby brother. There's no doubt he will be dressed up in tu-tus and made a practice dummy for the perfection of cosmetics application.
She also informed me last week that she "just need to borrow this" as she walked out of the bathroom with my lipgloss.
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