Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Girl-Talk (Restroom edition)

Last Saturday was spent with cousins N and T.

And in The Boonshoft Museum restroom, Baby A and I spent a rather long time:

Part 1
Baby A: pssSSssssshhhh. (Making the start-peeing sound. She'd make a good toilet trainer!)
Me: (I oblige.)

Part 2
Baby A: I washed my hands all by myself, Mama.
Me: Cool! Yay!
Wait. (Suspiciously) How did you reach the soap? Wasn't it too high for you?
Baby A: (Agreeably) Yeah, it was!
So I just made some bubbles by bumping my hands.


Fin.


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