That is a much better than the Allergy Table that they had at Minimike’s elementary school. If you had an allergy and couldn’t eat with other kids you could ask someone to sit with you. You can’t imagine the tears of anger (mine) and dejection (hers).
Minimike has changed the structure of her inquiries by adding “or something.” Can you play with me or something? Can I please have a dessert or something? If I ignore potty training it might go away. I’m trying to relax about it, to the point where she thought it would be OK to go #2 in her pants. Minime and […]
Minimike is and always has been our Frat Boy. Once we instructed her to “Say excuse me when you burp.” So now when she burps she says in a very singsongy voice, “Excuse me when I burp!” Or in her finer moments, “Excuse me when I toot!” We’re kind of fanatical with the girls around here about their manners. Unfortunately […]