So Ella is showing that tendency to remember peculiar things at some interesting times.
...this past weekend, I went for my first long run in quite some time and came back really winded. Ella asked what was wrong and I said "I'm just a fatso, Ella, and can't run very far any more."
fast forward a few days....
....I'm putting Ella to bed last night and she's being extra whiny and emotional. So I tell her I'm sorry she's feeling bad, but its time to stop whining.....
DAD: ...if you want to read a book tonight or sing a song, you're going to have to stop whining and demanding everything. It's not kind to mommy and daddy and I'm not going to respond to you if you continue.
....pause....
...pause....
ELLA: You're a fatso.
I wasn't really sure what to say....I just sucked in my gut and sang a song.
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That is so funny. They are sponges, I am sure Jeremy just loved that!
at this stage you have to be so careful of what you say and how you say it because children are sponges and they are just happy they can say the words you use and do not even know what they mean.
First of all, you're the skinniest "fatso" I've ever seen! ;o)
Secondly, that's hilarious! Glad you wrote that one down.
Hm, how long is a long run? I'm sure this fatty couldn't even make half of it.
I'd get winded just jogging to the mailbox. Good for you for running! And you are one skinny fatso!
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