The 2-Year-Old

The other night, I walked into the girls’ room to tuck them in and say goodnight. When I sat down on Penelope’s bed, she kicked her feet up onto my lap and demanded, “Mommy. Rub my feet and sing a song.”

Yes, ma’am. (I admit, she’s got me wrapped around her little finger.)

I can hear her thinking, "Hmmm, what is my next whim?"

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2 responses to “The 2-Year-Old

  1. I love it! I am so much more able to enjoy Charlie’s 2 year-old antics than I was with Henry. I feel so much more relaxed this time around!

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