C., or CJ, as we often call her, is my 2 ½ year old. She calls Cows – “Moos” and Chickens – “Cockadoodles” in serious conversation. Her current favorite film is “Beauty and the Beast” which she insists on calling “Princess Lion.” (Beast, Baby, Beast.)
Last night she wandered into our room at 4:30 AM and wanted a drink of water. I started to bring her up on my bed and she said, “Wait, I have to get my bed.” She then walked over to the door where she had dropped a pillow (not even her own pillow, by the way) and brought it into our already overly crowded bed.
She’s a pistol, but we love her.
I have no idea why this is underlined and I wish I had a better picture to put up but my scanner is not working.