Emma walks up to me this morning with a puzzled look on her face.
Here is the conversation that followed..
Tooimanit baby?
What sweetie?
Too-im-anit baaaby.
Huh?
Too-im-anit baby MOM!
Em, mom doesn't understand, what did you say?
MOM, too-im-anit baby, too-im-anit BABY!
Whaaaaaat? To a minute baby?
TOO-IM-ANIT BABY! ZI-TITTLE-LITTLE-LITTLE-TITTLE!
Ohhh, ok! Sure sweetie!
Emma is staring at me, and a good 15 seconds have passed. This is awkward.
Bye mom.
Em is still staring, I cannot read her face.
WHACK, she smacks my arm.. and walks away singing.
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