Being the parents of a three year old is interesting to say the least. We never know what she is going to say or do next. Yesterday she came out of the bathroom and informed me, "Mommy, that little poop won't go down. That toilet needs new batteries!"
We hadn't told her about the baby coming because it seemed like such a long time for a little one to wait. We decided to go ahead since everyone was talking about it around her anyways. She is excited but only wants a "girl baby". If it is a boy, she said she is going to cry. At first she just laughed when we told her that there was a baby growing in mommy's tummy, but then she wanted to know, "So can I hold it when it crawls out of your throat?" . . . . Um, sure!
Aubrey's first day of school.
11 years ago