This morning, Reilly slept in. On a Monday. God forbid she actually sleep in on a weekend.
When we finally roused her around 7:30am, she refused to get out of her crib, choosing instead to hold on to the railing and jump up and down. This, despite the fact that she knows the "No More Monkey's..." story by heart.
After 15 or so minutes of this behavior, I grew a bit weary and when Reilly was still for a moment, yanked off her PJ pants to get the morning moving forward. She was not made happy by this decision of mine, and after wallowing around her crib in the most pitiful of displays, she looked at me and said, "Daddy, you're disgusting!"
Not believing she even knew this three syllable word, I asked her what she said.
She replied, again, "Daddy, you're DISGUSTING!"
Isn't it great when children learn to express themselves! :) Lesli
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