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Friday, April 30, 2010

4-30-10

Last night while giving Laney a bath, I asked her, "What's your name?"  "Naney!" she responded (she just started answering this question correctly this week.)  Then the following happened:

I asked Laney,
"What's his name?" pointing to Patrick's chest.
"Daddy." 
"What's his other name?" 
Patrick."
"What's my name?" I asked, pointing to my chest.
"Mommy."
"What's my other name?"  I asked, pointing to my chest.
"Boobies!"

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