She just cracks me up. Some stories from tonight.
We went in the hot tub, just she and Alex and I. Alex was riding around on this blow up giraffe, pretending it was a boat. Greggie kept yelling, "Pirate! Poodle is a pirate!" This upset Alex and she kept saying, "No, not a pirate!" in that awful sobbing, picked on on the playground voice.
G: Pirate! She's a pirate!
A: NOOOO. Not a pirate!
M: Okay Greggie, she's not a pirate. She's a beautiful princess.
G: Oh, awwww-right. Poodle's a princess.
Alex paddled off to the other end of the hot tub. Greggie leaned in really tight and whispered in my ear, "Pirate!"
So we came inside and they were cold.
A: I'm so cold! I'm so cold! Need my clothes on.
G: Clothes on! Clothes on. Pajamas!
M: Greggie, are you cold?
G: Yaaaaa, cold. Cold like a snowman!
So then, she ACTUALLY put pajamas on! That's a coup! We came in here and they were dancing and singing and I watched this video that a friend sent me:
Greggie looked up and saw the girls stripping: "I need to take my clothes off! I need them off NOW!" And she stripped. I did somehow get them back on her to sleep in though!
What am I going to do with that child as a teen????? She is 7 steps ahead of me now.