So my daughter Tulliver is two years old today. I'd ask where the heck time has gone, but that would sound cliche. (But really, where has time gone?)
Tully's a hoot. A lovely, sparkly, funny, chatty, climbing-like-crazy, creative hoot.
Currently, I'm trying to teach her not to touch other people's nostrils (figured starting with others' nostrils is best; we'll get to her own soon enough). She's now obsessed with the "nostril" game. It goes like this:
"Is this nostril?" she asks, pointing to my forehead.
"I don't know, is it?" I ask in response.
"No!" she shrieks, laughing. "That's forehead!"
"Is this nostril?" she asks, pointing to my ear.
"I don't know, is it?" I ask in response. (Clearly I know my role by now.)
"No!" she shrieks, laughing. "That's ear."
"Is this nostril?" she asks, pointing to my left nostril.
"I don't know, is it?" I ask in response.
"Yes!" she shrieks, laughing. Then she gets a very serious look on her face and says (as she sticks her finger up my nose), "No touch Mumma's nostril."
Oy.
Happy Birthday Dear Tully! Katie & I sang happy birthday to your photo this morning (love both the outfit and the 'do). Hope you have a wonderful 2nd birthday!
And I love the nostril game...but I am definitely not going to introduce Katie to that one. Oy, she has enough fun with her own nostrils!
Posted by: Becky & Brian & Katie | January 26, 2010 at 11:10 AM
Blah hahahahahaha!
Posted by: Spencer L Casey | January 26, 2010 at 11:45 AM