A Bowl Is A Bowl

I am a messy eater...what 2 year old isn't?  When I'm done with lunch, it is usually the case that I must be stripped of my extremely soiled clothes so I can nap without snacks for later.
On this particular day, the freedom of nudity caught me in the right mood & I proclaimed, "I pee on floor!"  My mom quickly shot down that idea & went to put my dirty clothes in the laundry room.  Learning from my mistake of telling my Mom BEFORE I am going to do something, I decided to execute and THEN tell.  When she returned, I had filled the decorative bowl on the bottom shelf of a table by our front door.  I proudly proclaimed, "I pee in bowl!".  C'mon Mom, didn't you see the foreshadowing, and you still left me alone?

Josephine's Baptism

I am sitting in the car OUTSIDE of church, because my Mom doesn't see the joy in my singing every song to the tune of "Happy Birthday" nor does she appreciate my sweet pitching arm.  It's not my fault the baptismal font is so tempting that I have to try to score 2 points.  I'm sure your keys needed to be baptised, anyways.
It probably didn't help that while fishing the keys out of the pool, the seat of my Mom's new dress ripped.  I don't think the "lucky you're cute" excuse is going to work this time.
God Bless you, Josephine!

The B-Show

Just reaffirmed my belief that I am the most entertaining kid on the planet.  Apparently, our neighbors enjoy watching "The B-Show" (my sisters bouncing me like a hot kernel of popcorn our trampoline) as much as I like performing.  So today I gave them a REAL show...I decided to pants myself for the good of the show (they were weighing me down anyways, I think).  When my Dad came to re-robe me I threw them at him like a football.
PS-I have a new favorite game involving my underpants & playing football.