Too much
Bobbin and I were in her room playing dolls earlier today. I was "the babysitter". She was "the mom". I was being given instructions on how to contact her should the need arise. "This is my cell phone. I will have this with me. Here is your phone. All you need to do is call 91003 on your phone and then press the pink triangle and it will call me and I will answer. But don't call just anytime because I might be in meetings. Call only at nine, eight central. ok?"
So noted.
Bobbin's been into Knock Knock jokes for some time now. On occasion she cracks a good one. Her timing on the "Interrupting Penguin" punchline is impeccable. Mostly though it's stuff like "Knock Knock", "Who's there?", "dog", "dog who", "the DOG needs to go potty! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". But this afternoon in the car she hit a roll with a theme:
Bobbin: Knock Knock
Me: Who's there?
Bobbin: Radio.
Me: Radio who?
Bobbin: Radio Disney DOT COM !!!
Bobbin: Knock Knock
Me: Who's there?
Bobbin: Sprout.
Me: Sprout Who?
Bobbin: Head on over to SproutOnline DOT COM with a grownup to explore more with Sid the Science Kid!
I'm thinking a weekend in the country with no TV, no radio, no computer,and no cell phones is in order.
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