At least, that is what Gracie is telling everyone today.
She carries her little baby around all dressed in pink, gets a serious look on her face and tells you "Uncle Jeff had a baby -n- dis is his baby". She lifts the little one to her eye level, frowns a bit(in a loving sort of way) and kisses it's forehead.
Why she picked my brother as part of her make-believe world, I do not know. She just learned to pronounce his name two days ago. If I ask her where is the baby's mommy, she states it is Uncle Jeff...if I ask her where the daddy is...she says uncle Jeff is at work.
So Uncle Jeff, if you are looking for your baby, I think you left it here.
2 comments:
That is to cute. Little kids and their big imagination I love.
That's awesome! I'm so glad you posted it. You'll love looking back on that. And I love your Asian themed background on your blog! :) We love anything Asian around here....Molly is Chinese, did you know that? Hugs, friend!
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