Last night Allison and I were sitting in the rocking chair. She started whispering to me, “Mom, Mom!”.
I looked at her and whispered back, “What, what?”
She turned my head back so that she could whisper in my ear. “Mom, Mom…. Fruit Snack.” Like it was a top secret subliminal message to me to get her a fruit snack.
It cracked me up. Which made her laugh and keep doing it.
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