Up on the bed we fold laundry. You usually rifle through the pile and hand me things called, "Mamma" or "Daddy" (sometimes these don't correlate to things that belong to us, but usually you are pretty good at identifying). Then you say, "Fo!" (fold). You are good at the sock piles to. Separate piles for Daddy and Dinah, you've got that down!
Little laundry helper: when you help, you think it is so funny for pieces of Mamma's clothing to end up on your head.
Ok, maybe it is kinda funny...
Doing a little shopping this afternoon.
Laundry baskets open up a whole world of fun. This one is very tall and hard for you to get out of.
We read a book or so before bed, and though you are ready to doze off, when we finish a book you immediately jump off my lap and run to grab another book and bring it back to me before I can get up and take you to brush your teeth :)
After we finally finish books and brush your teeth, we go out to see Daddy, and you say, "Night Night!" or "Goodnight!" without being prompted. You know the drill :)
Tonight as you were in bed, I could hear you talking your sweet talk and saying, "Mamma, Daddy, Daddy, Mamma, Mamma, Daddy..." Hehehe. You make me giggle.
I love you,