Glimpses of the teenage years

Yesterday morning my husband and I were in the kitchen doing our normal morning stuff. I suppose we were talking too loudly because from the top of the stairs (2 rooms and 1 floor away) we hear the following from Babe...


What's going on here you guys?

(pause)

Can you stop talking so I can go to bed here?

(pause again...mind you we aren't talking because we are trying our hardest not to laugh at her)

Fe Fi Fo Fum, I smell a mommy girl that I can eat

(doubled over trying not to laugh audibly) (I normally say to her, Fe Fi Fo Fum, I smell a Baby girl and baby girls are yummy. I want to roast that baby girl and fill my tummy.)


AHHHH!!! NO KITTY

(Ranger might terrorize her a little bit)


(She then walks into the kitchen)


(rubbing her eyes) Can you guys quiet down so I can go back to sleep?






I can only imagine what the teenage years will bring if this is her thought process at a two year old.




Lily