Chronicles of Flynn

There are some things that she's said the last couple of months that I want to remember & document here.. of course, I've forgotten most of them, but here's what is in my small mind....

"Mom, what's a soul?"

"Hey Mom, why do you & Dad kiss?"

"Bubby's going to be TWO on his birthday. TWO is not big but THREE is big."

"I want to build a birdhouse!" (out of the clear blue)

"G's birthday (Oct.) is right next to my birthday." (with giggles)

Something else cute that she did the other day...
Every night, when we take her to bed, she lets us know how she'd like to be carried to her bed. For a while the two choices were "tree frog" (where she'd bring her legs up, soles of feet together, arms straight down) or "baby" (where she'd lay back in our arms like a baby).
Well, when we got back from FL, apparently she was in a sea creature mode. She told Jeff, "Carry me to bed like a crab", then she proceeded to take her "pinchers" up into the air & pinch repeatedly & fast. She was also picking up her legs really high.
She did this over & over (in response to our uncontrollable laughter).

I'm a bit of a germ-phobic (I don't mind OUR germs, but can't handle public germs). Flynn knows that when we walk into a public restroom that she's not to touch ANYTHING...the walls...the sink....the toilet paper dispenser, that only Mommy touches things & assists her. Apparently, that's really gotten to her. The other day, Jeff motioned for me to go look in the bathroom. There our toilet seat was COMPLETELY lined with toilet paper (something I do to a small degree for the public toilets).

She never fails to make me laugh...and she's at the phase where our laughter spurs her to entertain.