The other day, my husband was trying to help me out and get Kaylee dressed for church.
It is so funny how I know what Kaylee is saying and wants because I am with her all the time. Daddy tries hard, but often asks me to interpret...
So, Daddy is trying to get Kaylee dressed and Kaylee is crying and complaining...
'Elmo panties! Elmo panties!'
'OK, I will get you Elmo panties.'
He goes to Kaylee's room and grabs some different panties. He walks back where Kaylee is and says, 'OK, let's get dressed now.'
She still is whining and pouting, 'Elmo panites! Elmo panties!'
I finally decide I need to go see what is happening.
I walk in and Daddy says, 'She keeps saying 'Elmo panties' but I have them and she is still fussing!
I look at the panties and say...
'Babe, thanks for trying, but...
these are Zoe panties!'
There is a difference...
Daddy may not know it...
but Kaylee does!
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