This morning Dylan was playing with one of Elizabeth's shoes.
Elizabeth: I gonna smack him!
Me: That's not nice!
Elizabeth: He needs a smack.
Me: No. Smacking a baby is mean.
Elizabeth: But he neeeeeds it!
Later on Elizabeth managed to get the shoe from Dylan without smacking him and without any tears. Then she hid it.
Elizabeth (to Dylan): You'll never never have that shoe again. You'll never never find it.
Dylan just laughed and laughed at her.
Ah, this is just the beginning.
3 comments:
Ha! Then she'd turn on me and say I neeeeeded a smack.
She asked me yesterday "You wanna piece of me?"
Fortunately for her, I did not.
*lol* That's awesome. Man, your Elizabeth has quite the little attitude. :-)
Yah! She's kind of a beeyotch!
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