Oh Hannah...my dear, sweet, wild and crazy Hannah.
The other day, Hannah was doing something she wasn't supposed to.
(I dont' remember exactly what it was..this is a frequent occurence in our house these days.)
I gave her the do-not-make-me-come-over-there-and-stop-you look.
She saw me and smiled.
(My Dad always asks her if she is going to try to smile her way out of everything)
Then, Hannah Brooke (who is 2 years old) said in her mothering voice:
"Moooooommmm! Don't yook at me yike that...or else I am gonna yell at you."
(At this point, I turned away from her to contain my laughter and she got in trouble...but...really...is that not hilarious?)
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I'm glad you get that too. Carson tells me all the time, "Don't talk a me wike that!" If I get on to Sydney for something he says, "Don't talk mean to my sis-er." He and Hannah would make quite the pair. :)
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