I was enjoying a serious conversation with my mother on the phone the other day when the 3 year old entered the room and (as usual) interrupted. She was clad in her typical weekend attire (the orange Halloween t-shirt that is two sizes too big with the picture of the black cat that now looks grey and a pair of panties.) Yes, I know it is almost summer, but who wants to argue over holiday wear with a 3 year old?
She strolled in normally and stood to face me, turned around, and raised her t-shirt to display her latest project. She had crammed the play metal skillet lid from her sink and stove play set sideways into her crack and given herself a very uncomfortable looking wedgy. She was very proud and remarkably, she was pretty comfortable walking around that way.
I kept a stern face and insisted she remove it. I held myself together and went into another room to laugh about it with my mother. I am taking the toddler to the hospital tomorrow to see if there is a chance she may have been switched with my real child at birth.
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