10 December 2013
Someday, little Lucy June, you will be two years old. And our evenings together will be very different.
Can I be two minutes? Can I be two minutes? Please. Please. PLEASE. NO NO NO. It's not night night time. It's just wake time. I want to run around. Can I be two minutes running around? No, I want my monster pants not my map pants. Not my map pants. Only my monster pants.
Tell me an ocean story. Tell me an ocean story. Tell me an ocean story about the helicopter and the giant fishes. Lie down with me for two minutes. Lie down with me. Lie down with me, Mama. Door open. Door closed. Door open. Door closed. Put a blanket on me. Put a green blanket on me. No No. Only the fuzzy one. Put a fuzzy blanket on me. My toesies. My toesies. Put a blanket on me.
Put some water in my sippy cup. Put some cold water in it. Put some just some nice cold water in it. I'm wet. I'm WET. I'm just wet on my shirt. Ouchy ouchy. I got a ouchy, mama. My knee is ouchy. Put some water on it. Put some water on my knee. Mommy mama mommy mama mommy mama mommy mommy.
Mommy mama. Mommy mommy.
I have a poopoo.