As we were walking out the door to visit some friends, she makes a pit stop at the shelf where we keep our wraps. "Scawf" she says matter-of-factly, and grabs one of my scarves, so I wrap it three times around her tiny neck. "Glubs" she insists, so I grab her gloves off the shelf and apply them, with her help. And without a word, she grabs her triceratops hat and places it on top of her head. It takes a little manipulation to get it actually on her head the right way, but we make it work. And voila! We are ready for a fifteen-minute ride in the car.
| She had already taken the 'glubs' off |
LOL!!!My gosh but she's verbal! Even Micah wasn't saying all that her age! Too, too cute and precious.
ReplyDeleteHahaha! She looks toasty, I envy her! Nothing like a good pair of glubs. Wish I had that hat;)
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