Abby has always had an exaggerated sense of entitlement, but lately she has been taking it to new levels. Here are just a few of the things that in just the last day or two she has made sure to tell us belonged to her with that favorite toddler phrase, “That’s Mine!”
“That’s my bear”
“That’s mine” (the red stain on the edge of the tub)
“Those are my pants!” (while I was wearing them)
“That’s my book!”
“That’s mine!”
“That’s my baby!” (leg pillow?)
“Those are mine!” (the buttons on Emily’s sleeve)
“Those are my socks!” (size 13?)
“That’s mine!”
“That’s mine!” (sinus spray?)
“She’s mine!” (yep even Cindy Lou Who)
“She’s mine!” (while Emily was taking her much needed Sunday nap)
Not pictured: a squirrel on the porch, the Bokovoy's Halloween lights, and at least two dozen other random things.
6 comments:
well, at least she knows how to speak her mind!
Oh how I love little Abby. I can't wait till she comes here. Hopefully she will like us all enough to make us "hers"
Cute post!
I can't wait to have kids.
ha ha...what a funny little girl. i wish i could see it in action!
Oh, that lil' Abby. She's a funny one. But, I don't blame her for wanting to call dibs on the nasal spray...that's good stuff!
yeah, she wanted me to tell you that this comment is hers too...
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