This cold has kicked my arse. I'm finally on the mend but still operating on only one lung and half a nostril. We were at lunch this afternoon at LK's favourite taqueria and in front of everyone Anna grabs a napkin, puts it under my nose, holds the back of my head and says 'blow Mummy, blow hard, you have boogers.'
Nice.
4 comments:
oh lord! that's great she cares so much about your boogers. :)
That little girl is all class! So are you, for that matter. Get well qickly . . . it's nearly November.
Yes, she's a very caring class act, and now a very spotty one too having apparently inherited my intolerance of antibiotics. Poor little mite. She was more curious than alarmed though saying 'Anna haf polka dots'.
How awesome is that! She has obiously been listening and paying attention to Mommy.
I'm so glad to find another avid knitter.....we will be taking over the world soon. :-)
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