Tuesday, January 25, 2011

My girl.

Regan has been home from preschool for about an hour. So far, she has:

-kicked my boo-tay in Old Maid twice. We only played twice. She wins every time we play card games. And board games. And computer games.

-told me she has wanted a boyfriend at school for a while but can't find a boy cute enough for her. So, today she picked Cole. I guess he made the cut.

-informed me that she is "totally over baby stuff" when I asked her if she wanted a sippy cup of milk. 

-told me I was like a stool "cause I can always reach everything."-

-showed me "how to Dougie." If you don't know what this means, you gotta youtube it, and then imagine my four year old doing it.

-reminded me that I need to say thank you when she hands me the scissors.

-told me she was planning on wearing the "perfect leotard" to gymnastics tonight so she didn't have a saggy butt at the gym.

-made me realize how much I miss her sweet smile when she's off at school picking out boyfriends.

1 comment:

  1. A good leotard is key. She's so right. I could have used her help picking out a swimsuit bottom for this vacay... Yikes! Love you all.