So we’re sitting at dinner tonight, eating lasagna. Taryn is in her booster seat and she’s about done eating (which means it’s almost time to start playing with her food). I see her hand rustling under the table, so I ask her, "Taryn, what do you have under the table?"….assuming it’s lasagna.
Looks me right in the eye and says "A wedgie".
No kidding! Having a 2 year old with the word "wedgie" in her vocabulary is a sign that she has a 10 year old brother. Who, by the way, almost spit milk through his nose laughing.
Now that put a smile on my face! How could you not love that girl?
That is too cute. Too Funny!