Not really. But the only other title I could think of didn't seem appropriate.
Putting Lyla in her carseat to go to Ms. Linda's house (the kid's daycare provider), Lyla gave her "Oh no! Something mildly catastrophic is happening to me!" whine. Thinking I'd pinched her with the buckle or something like that I asked, "Are you okay? Did I get your leg in the buckle."
Her response, "No. My butt hurts."
Kind of flustered and trying to stifle my laughter as NOT to encourage such talk, I asked the only follow up I could think of. "Do you need me to kiss it?"
Luckily, she said, "No."
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Friday, January 15, 2010
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