If I didn't have so many grey hairs already, I'd blame them all on The Baby.
Last night, I met a friend and her children at Chik-fil-a. Highlights of M's evening... Ate half of mom's fries. Took off one shoe. Climbed in and out and over the highchair. Walked around, stomping her feet- one shoe on, one shoe off.
New words: Jump, Sponge Bob, bite, more (complete with sign! Bringing her fists together), and... No. Several of our conversations have devolved into a "Yes" "No" debate. I hate arguing with a toddler.
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