Sophie runs out of living room and then back, carrying an armload of Izzy's clothes. She puts them up on the couch, climbs up, and leans back.
Me: Sophie?
Sophie: Yesh?
Me: What are doing?
Sophie: [Bursts out laughing. I just keep looking at her.]
Sophie, holding up a pair of swim trunks: Ishee?
Me: I know that's Izzy's, but what are you doing with it?
Sophie: [More mad laughter.]
2 comments:
Gotta love that baby! :)
Hey don't talk about my granddaughter like that. She's adorable not deranged!
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