While riding in a bike trailer together yesterday, Emma and Hadyn were comparing tummy's and of course discussing the babies that they each had in their tummy. This is not that uncommon of a conversation. They have gone as far as pretending to be pregnant cheerleaders. So last night after this pregnant filled day, Emma brought in a roll of paper towels and sat down on the bed by her dad and then ripped one off and started wiping at her chest telling him how she was " cleaning off all the milk off her chest cause her baby made a mess and she needed to clean her chest". Dusty looked at me with big eyes, not understanding her at all.
I think he was just too proud to speak at the moment.
I think he also so proud of her when she insists on only being called Sharpe from HSM and belting at the songs as she walks around the house.
We have a very confident, busy, bossy and sometimes sweet little girl living here.