Can you think of any better way for a three-year-old to spend a warm afternoon than sitting outside with her best friend eating a fudgecicle? And I don't use the term "best friend" lightly.
Let's call this friend "Owie," shall we? Let me illustrate how much Child Thing #2 and Owie adore each other. Owie recently suggested an even trade to her mom. Owie's little sister could come live with me and Child Thing #2 could live with her so they could be sisters! And every day, without fail, I answer the question, "is today a school day?" because if it's not, we get to play with Owie. Sure, these two girls have spats over sharing toys and etc., but Owie's mother and I agree that they would forgive each other for anything.
But here's the best part: Yesterday, a certain three-year-old told me, "Emily Elizabeth and Clifford are best friends."
"That's right," I responded. "Who's your best friend?" I fully expected to hear "Owie, Owie, a million times Owie."
But instead, she pointed her plump little finger at me and shouted, "You! You! You! You!"
:D I just love being a mom!
1 comment:
This was such a sweet post. I know your daughter will be thankful you captured this moment for her. And you! As we moms tend to forget things over time. Thank you for sharing.
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