Stylin'

This morning Annie came in and proudly showed off her latest hear wear, "Look at me Mommy!"
"Oh," I replied, "you have a hat on!"
She looked at me like I was stupid, "It's not a hat Mommy. It's a helmet. A helmet purse."

Then later when I took the last Cheese Nip cracker from the bag, Annie scolded, "Mommy, leave that one, it's the only one left in the package."
When did my two-year old stop using words like 'hat' and 'bag' and replace them with words like 'helmet' and 'package'. The other day I asked her a question, to which she replied, "Certainly." Her ever increasing vocabulary is impressing, and scary, since she seems to be growing up so fast!



I wish I had something else fun or clever to write . . . but frankly I am in so much pain from a stupid toothache, that it's hard to think straight. Even the giant horse pill Ibuprofens aren't cutting it. And according to the dentist it's not even the teeth that are the problem, I just have a raging sinus infection that's pushing down into the roots of my molars and causing searing pain throughout my back teeth. Stupid sinuses.