... with the younger one taking the lead.
The brother is trying to open a water bottle but is having difficulty doing so.
The younger brassy sister says, why can't you ooopen it? You are a beeg boyee and beeg boyees knowz how to.
The older one feeling a tad frustrated replies, but girls know too-so you should be able to open. You are a girl.
To that, the girl says, I am not a guurl...I am a baby!
Later, they were pretending that they were at the beach building sand castles (paper tissues were imaginary sand and you can figure the mess they had made to their mom's displeasure.)
The girl asked the brother, hey do you love me?
Yes I do.
Are you soor?
Yes, I love you very very much.
THEN WHY DON'T YOU GEEP ME A HUG??? GEEP ME ONE NOW! demanded the sister bossily while the brother perplexed had no option but to follow the command of his 3 year old impish sister.
At the breakfast table, the imp lets out a fart, silent but surely potent as it stinks up the whole kitchen. The brother goes...ewwww mama, this place smells. Cheeh A, you farted didnt you? he questions his sister who sits a few feet away from him.
No, I didn't! she answers indifferently and adds, yes, mama, this place stinks...ewwwww! covering her delicate nose with her tiny hands.
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