Like all kids her age, T says a lot of funny stuff, unlike some mothers who are so good at recording them, I fail big-time. And the moment is gone and old age sets in and I forget the funny, hilarious, did-she-just-really-say-that moments. Here are a few that I actually remember:
Look Mummy, I’m wearing a bra too!
Holds up my bra on her little chest.
I’m just borrowing it.
You’re just a little girl, little girls don’t wear bras .
When I grow up, I’m going to wear a bra just like you!
If you don’t do my lunch now mummy, I’m going to be like this
She poses, what I think is her “I’m going to faint pose”
I’m not a grown-up yet
I can’t reach my DVDS!
It’s okay Doc, mummy is here, she says approaching Doc and doing baby-talk, I’m wondering Oh lordy, do I sound like that?
Don’t say that to my dog mummy, that’s rude!
She reprimands me as I call Doc a ‘bad dog’ for trying to run away with my slipper in his mouth.