AXE me a question.

Lucy likes to get up and down and up and down and up and down and...you get the idea, at bedtime. Recently, she has been getting up to "axe" me a question. She has inquired before about when she was in Mommy's belly. So when she got up a few nights ago, she "axe-ed" me a question about that. Instead, she told me "when I was a little baby and I was in your belly, I tip-toed down the hall and the Doctor gave me a drink of juice. Then I got in Yaya's belly and Gigi's belly." I had to explain that babies are only in their Mommy's belly, and they down move to other bellies, or tip-toe, or drink juice. Then she asked what she did when she was in my belly. So I told her she slept a lot, and kicked a lot, and sometimes she even got the hiccups and I could feel them. She said, "I went 'hic, hic' I'm sick mama." Then I had to explain that the hiccups do not mean you are sick and that she couldn't talk when she was a baby in my belly. At the end of all of this, she probably got about 5-10 min of extra awake time. Sneaky.

This weekend I was getting Lucy to say knuckle sandwich just for fun. Lucy's version was "knuckle sandwich peanut butter sandwich with pickles."

Lucy and I have a unique way of sitting together. When I am sitting in my recliner or on the couch I curl my legs up to the side, and Lucy's favorite place to sit is in the crook of my knees. We call it her baby nest, and she typically "tweets" when she is sitting there, but we enjoy our cuddles.

Every Friday that I have class or work Lucy goes to a meeting with Papa. She really looks forward to these meetings for a few reasons. She gets to be spoiled by all of the shop owners on Main St., and she gets a donut. She gets so excited when she's talking about it. She shakes her bottom and kind of sings "I'm going to eat a d-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-n-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-t." Donut=sugar high

Lucy refers to all little boys as "Gabe" because my cousin's youngest son is named Gabe. In the past she has called my friend Jill's son, Xavier, Gabe and baby but has since moved on to calling him "Zavier." Well, the Gabe nickname has resurfaced recently when we went to a new church this Sunday and while in the Nursery Class, she said she bumped heads with Gabe. Oh well, at least we've moved on from Baby.

I think I need to have a talk with Lucy about where poop comes from. I was tickling her this weekend while I was changing her clothes, and I said that I would poke her in the belly button. She furrowed her brow and scolded me, saying "don't put your finger in my belly button I might poop in it." Like I said...we need to discuss where poop comes from.

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