Sela: “Mom-mme, Where’s DayJay?”
me: “he’s at school.”
Sela: “Oh.”
Sela: “Mom-mme, Where’s sissy?” {this is the combo for Kiana and Myla}
me: “sissy’s at school.”
Sela: “Oh.”
Sela: “Mom-mme, Where’s Dad-dde?”
me: “he’s at work.”
Sela: “Oh.”
We have this conversation at least a dozen times a day.
Sela has entered a stage of denial/sadness/screaming that starts when everyone leaves in the morning, It ends when we pick up her DayJay and sissy’s after school…
Ew, she is so freakin cute!
That is so cute. It is so hard being the youngest!
Jane, you are too cute! You so don’t need my permission to do a post similar to my “100’s” post, but since you asked I would love to give you the full green light. 🙂
You will love doing it. It was so much fun! I always enjoy things like that to get my creative juices flowing. Have fun!