Taryn really keeps me busy these days. The other day she came waddling into the kitchen holding her little play-doh plate out in front of her. She said, "There's just a little pee pee on my plate." Hmmm.
"How did that happen?"
"Taryn not knowed. It just came through my panties and (should shrug) on my plate."
"Is there a big mess for me to clean up?"
"Nope, just a little one and it looks like a mushroom."
And indeed, the puddle on the floor was in fact shaped like a mushroom.
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Last night I was vividly reminded of the nights of crazy 80s dancing in my living room with my friend, Jessica. Taryn made up a song (Homane, shomane, komane, hold on to the carousel!) and dance moves to go with it (bounce from foot to foot while shaking hands in front of you) and taught it to me. Then insisted that we go perform our song and dance for Daddy because "he will like it so much!" Then we rocked out to some Shakira. So much fun!
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