>> Thursday, February 17, 2011
Conversations with Lily:
:Grabs a Tinkerbell blanket out of my hands:
Lily: My Blanket Punk!
When did Debo move into my house?
:When I got out of the shower:
Lily: Mommy there is your butt!!
Mommy: Sweetie that is not my butt....
Lily: Mommy I want to hear the bumblebee song!
Mommy: :singing: I'm bring home a baby bumblebee....
Lily: No not THAT one! The "imma be imma be imma be" :in tune to Black eyed Peas Imma Be:
Black eyed peas? Really! In her defense it does sound like he is calling himself a bee.
Lily: Why it smell like poopy in here?
I am cooking.
Mommy: What do you want to be when you grow up? A doctor? A photographer?
Lily: No Mommy I be a princess.
Mommy: Yes Lily
Lily: You are stinky.
Mommy: Why I am I stinky?
Lily :matter of factly: Because your a poopydoo.
Well that makes sense.