Conversations with Kiki at 2:30ish in the morning....
"Mommy? Mom? Mommy?"
"What...who died?"
"Mommy...I peed the bed....I'm sorry"
Ahhhh...can't anyone in this house sleep through the night?
Tim and I get up and tell her to go to the bathroom and finish. Followed by explicits and Tim and I doing Rock,Paper Scissors on who gets to go down stairs and clean up.
Two seconds later Kiki comes back into our room proclaiming,
"Mommy my cha-chi says she doesn't have to go potty."
And I could instantly read Tims thoughts...."I wish your cha-chi could talk!"
"Mommy? Mom? Mommy?"
"What...who died?"
"Mommy...I peed the bed....I'm sorry"
Ahhhh...can't anyone in this house sleep through the night?
Tim and I get up and tell her to go to the bathroom and finish. Followed by explicits and Tim and I doing Rock,Paper Scissors on who gets to go down stairs and clean up.
Two seconds later Kiki comes back into our room proclaiming,
"Mommy my cha-chi says she doesn't have to go potty."
And I could instantly read Tims thoughts...."I wish your cha-chi could talk!"
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