Tonight in the bath:
Fintan: "I need three cups of water (pours it from his inverted drum into his hair-rinsing scoop) one, two, three, four! That's just enough. Now I'll stir it all up. I'm stirring it all up, Mommy!"
Me: "Good job! You're doing a great job stirring, sweetie."
Fintan: "Just a little more water. There now it's full, Mommy. Now I stir it all up. Stir it all up."
Me: "Oh, that looks really good, Fintan! What are you making?"
Fintan: "Toast."
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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2 comments:
Gosh your toast takes a lot of work over there! Fintan is talking SO much -- I'm impressed!
He really IS talking a lot, Alina! I can't believe the funny things he says. He is just so darn cute. Remind me never to have him cook for me, though.
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