Speed reading

Thursday, December 31, 2015
Monday, December 28, 2015

Parker loves her Aunt Wendy.
Friday, December 25, 2015

Her Christmas haul. The freaked-out goldfish are not pictured.

Bookstore conversations, part 2

Wednesday, December 16, 2015
P: Ooh! What’s this thing?
Me: It’s a train whistle.
P: We should take this home and add it to our musical instruments.
Me: We already have a lot of musical instruments at home. I don’t think we need any more. A train whistle is very noisy and it’s only for train conductors to use.
P: I think I want to be a train conductor.
Me: Well, when you grow up you can be whatever you want. But you’re still little and we don’t need a train whistle right now.
P: We do. Trust me. [she then reassuringly puts her hand on my shoulder] Let’s do this.
I did not buy the whistle and I told her to ask Santa for one. Hopefully she’ll have forgotten about it by Christmas.
Monday, December 7, 2015

The Biscuit and I went to Toys R Us in Times Square before it closes at the end of the month. I left my phone at home so the only image is this terrible picture of us on the ferris wheel. #thebiscuitlife #biscuitinthebigapple (at Toys R Us Times Square)

Wake up call

Tuesday, December 1, 2015
When I got pregnant, no one told me how glamorous motherhood could be.

This morning I was woken up by the sound of small shuffling feet. I opened my eyes to find The Biscuit staring at me with her pajama bottoms down around her ankles and her hand outstretched.

P: “I need help washing my hand.”
Me, barely awake: “What happened?”
P: “There’s poop on it because I tried to wipe my butt by myself and I didn’t do a good job.”
Me: 😐

I’m sure Beyoncé has the same super-glamorous morning routines. Thankfully, the toilet training is going well.
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