Mini-me

Jon's out of town on business, which makes dinner and bedtimes kind of hairy at times. Tonight was no exception. I was trying to get dinner going to where I could leave it simmer, then feed Oliver. He was having none of it, and was carrying on in his piano/exersaucer thing. I turned around to find Natalie, hands on her hips, lecturing him.

N - "You are screaming. You don't scream in this house" (yeah, she got that one from me)
O - *screech*
N - "That's 1"
O - *screech*
N - "That's 2"
O - *screech*
N - "That's 3. You get a time-out".

If only she practiced what she preaches!

And then at dinner (tacos, so messy night), she looked at me at one point and out of the blue said "Little girls make big messes. That's what little girls do".

It's amazing what she comes up with!