Her speech has come along leaps and bounds these past few months as now she is constantly saying things that make me laugh. She may have inherited her father's humor...which couldn't make me happier.
While eating her greek yogurt for breakfast she spilled a drop on her ice cream cone pajama pants:
B: Look Mom, a gogurt ice cream cone.
Minutes before a gas/potty/treat stop during a 12 hour drive home:
Me: Bay, if you can be a good listener when we stop you can pick out one treat!
B: (excited gasp) and Hazel one treat, too.
Me: Yes, Hazel can pick out one treat, too.
B: Hazel one treat and me two treats. Hazel one and me two.
Me: Nice try. Hazel gets one treat and Bailey gets one treat.
Robby may have taught her to say 'chicken butt' and since then she walks around the house chanting it and laughing. I would probably be more mad about it if it wasn't so hilarious.
It is mandatory for her to help me cook/bake in the kitchen. While she was helping me stir the muffins.
B: Me turn.
Me: Ok, first its bailey's turn now its Mom's turn.
B: Ok, Mom. We a team.
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