Monday, August 9, 2010

Gabby-isms

Me: Gabby, you can come out of your room when you quit crying.

Gabby (crying): I'm not crying, I'm whining.

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Gabby: My widdle wamb is bwoken. It's wuwined.
translated: My little lamb is broken. It's ruined.

I did stitch it back together for her.

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