Rebecca and I spent the afternoon making a mess and painting Easter cookies. It was a lot of fun, even though I ended up with all the hard work. For some reason, my little helper quit after painting about 5 cookies and started eating them. (No wonder it took an act of God to get her asleep tonight.)
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Whenever Rebecca takes a little spill she will say, "Okay, Momma. I okay." I guess this is from me asking her if she is okay.
Today I was in the kitchen on the phone. Rebecca was playing in her playroom. All of a sudden I heard a loud boom. Then I heard in a very whinny voice, "Okay, Momma. Okay, Momma. I, I, I okay." I quickly finished my phone call and ran in the playroom. She was still on the floor. She looked up at me and looked as if she was trying not to cry. She whined, "I okay." She was so pitiful. She then hopped up and really was okay.
I am still laughing about it. She is too cute.
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