This morning my 2-year-old left the safety gate leading into the garage unlatched, so the baby quickly crawled in. He ran after her to "check on her". A few minutes later he called out, "I'm brushing her hair!" "That's nice," I said. Then he came to the doorway and showed the "brush" he had been using on my baby's head- a little broom we use to clean the floor!
Happy Mother's Day everyone!
Tales of a good girl gone rural.
1 comment:
What a great imagination! Happy Mother's Day
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