After our bookwork and music…we baked daddy a cake just because he rocks.
GF of course so we can all have some. Yummy!
Later in the day….
“Momizzle may I have a mizzle?”
Yizzle swizzle gwizzle, you may have a mizzle.
“Would momizzle like a mizzletizzle?”
“You were meant to say nizzle.”
I love our conversations.
Yes, sweet girl, you may have a mint.
“Would mom like a mint too?”
“You were meant to say no.”