Last night as we were all getting ready for bed, Elizabeth came and sat on my lap on the couch. She was giving me hugs and kisses and then pulled back from my face, looked at me very seriously and said "Dirty."
She pointed to my chin and said "dirty" again, then she stuck out her tongue, drew her thumb across it and rubbed her thumb into my chin - rubbing off whatever was dirty on my face.
She looked so proud, and I laughed and laughed.
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Just wait until Elizabeth gets her own blog. Oh, the tales she will tell ;-)
I shudder to think!
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