Tonight, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law came over to hang out. After we ate dinner, the boys went outside to hang a UV-blind, and Clayton was keeping Rae Ann busy bossing her around. For a few minutes, I was just enjoying the fact that I was not the one being bossed around. Clayton had done all of her usual sweet things she does to entertain guests...you know, thinking that they are at her call or snap of the finger.
Anyway, Clayton had brought "Rae" into the living room with a baby doll. Clayton had also brought a couple of her "kitchen" items in. Rae Ann was rocking the baby doll, and Clayton was trying to get her to follow her back into the playroom. Rae Ann asked Clayton if she had the baby bottle...hoping that Clayton would go to the playroom by herself, get it, and forget that they were supposed to go into the playroom together! So, the conversation went like this:
(Rae Ann) Clayton, don't you want to go get the baby's bottle? It's in the play room.
(Me) You can go get it and bring it back to Rae...
(Clayton) Umm...no, thanks! Come on, Rae, let's get it!
(Rae Ann) Can you go get it and bring it back to me?
(Clayton) No, sir! 'mon, Rae, go get it!
I don't know where this sassy attitude comes from?!?!?!
And yes, I know that she will be the child that is bossing all of the other kids at school!
Quest or Quench
1 year ago
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