Thursday, January 8, 2009

Uh-oh

I was getting Peanut ready for daycare yesterday when she started pointing at me, and saying, "Uh-oh." I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Nothing had fallen on the floor. There were no stains or strings or anything else on my shirt. I told her, "nothing's wrong"; however, she kept repeating, "Uh-oh". I finally realized that my hair had shifted while I was looking down, so the part wasn't straight. I fixed it, and asked her, "did I fix it?". She smiled, and said, "Yep".

Who knew that your part had to be kept perfectly straight, or it's an Uh-oh?

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