Thursday, September 30, 2010

Houston...?

Hearing grown-up expressions coming out of my toddler's mouth is always hilarious to me for some reason. Not the embarrassing stuff she repeats, but the everyday phrases she interprets in her own ways.

Today, Allie woke up saying, "Mama, there's a problem! Mama, you have to come!"

She didn't sound distressed, so I wasn't worried. I went upstairs, cracked open her door and peeked in. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I asked what the problem was. Then I noticed she was naked.

"I can't get my foot in my jammas, Mama."

Sigh. Smile. "That's ok, baby. It's time to get dressed anyway..."

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