When Abby was saying her prayer before bed last night, it went something like this: "Dear God, thank you for Mommy, for Daddy, for Mrs. Joy, for Claira, for baby Grady, for food.... and for brownies! Yum, yum, yum! In Jesus name, Amen." That's my girl!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
This morning, Abby woke up and came straight to my room (where I was still in bed) with a really upset look on her face. She was holding her stomach, and this is the conversation that followed:
Abby: "Mommy, my tummy hurts."
Me: "Your tummy hurts? Oh, no! What's wrong with it?"
Abby: "Yeah, my tummy hurts.... I've got a baby brudder in there!"
Me: (laughing hysterically) "Baby Logan is in your tummy??"
Abby: (still looking pitiful, but smiling slightly) "Yes, I have baby Wogan in my tummy, and my tummy hurts! It's too big!"
I was laughing too hard to respond immediately, but I did eventually reassure her that baby "Wogan" was actually in my tummy, and she would probably feel better after she ate some breakfast. :)
Posted by Rachel at 3:54 PM