I was trying to surf the world wide web this week, while holding Polly on my lap. She was chatting and kissing my neck, and I was ignoring her.
In between tasks, I thanked her for her kisses. She grabbed my face with her chubby & grubby hands and whispered...
"I'm putting kisses on your heart."
Oh that is priceless. Glad you memorialized that one. Read it every time your kiddos make you want to pull your hair out :) ... which is NEVER!! :)
ReplyDeleteAwww!
ReplyDelete'...so that when i punch you in the face later you won't be as mad.'
ReplyDeletei still love her, though. darn you, pocket. darn you.
and i still think she looks like me, which will make it easier for me to snatch her and convince people that she's my baby. muwahaha!
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