The other day Andrew had a boo-boo on his foot so he asked for a boo-boo aid instead of a bandaid. I had never thought of it, but I guess it should be a boo-boo aid, that's what it's helping afterall.
We have been talking alot about babies in our house since Shelly is pregnant. So yesterday morning Abby woke up and came downstairs and told me that Biggie spit up in her bed because her baby in her tummy kicked too hard. Biggie (nice name huh) is a penguin from a McDonald's happy meal that Abby insists is pregnant. So yesterady afternoon, I asked Abby if Biggie had had her baby yet and Abby looked at me like I had 2 heads. She said "No mommy, Biggie can't have her baby yet, she's not married. She has to get her wedding dress, pick out her flowers and get a husband first" I guess Biggie is just pregnant but can't have her baby until she gets married. Since Biggie looks about 8 months pregnant already, she better get on the hunt.
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