Today I walked into Brooke and Emma's bedroom, and I was greeted with my little teenager in training; when did they start training at 2?!!!! Emma was kicked back using my CD player remote as a cell phone, chatting away quite animatedly with her friend, or perhaps she was pretending to talk to her Aunt Elizabeth (she wants to call her constantly these days).
Oh, how I love my sweet and crazy Emma!
Oh, how I love my sweet and crazy Emma!
4 comments:
So funny! Do you know, I have already seen Connor pretending to talk on the phone, and he's not even 14 months! I think it says something about how I spend my days...
So cute! So funny! Miss her tons!
So cute! That's awesome!
She's learned from the master, so to speak.
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