Where you going Lady Kitty? “To the twerium. How bout you do dis? How bout dat?”
“I like you Mama. Don’t die Mama.” Lady Kitty says this often.
“I love you too Lady Kitty,” I say.
“Do you want me to don’t die?” She asks.
“Well, we all die someday, Lady Kitty. I hope that day is a long time from now for both of us,” I say.
“Mama you’re cute. You’re a cutie pie. Mama your first name is cutie pie. Then your nother name is Tolle.”
Regarding seeing Michael and my wedding photos, “Was I there? I want to be there next time. I wanna be mewied [married] to you. Can I please be mewied to you?”
Lady Kitty likes to race into my home office and lock the door and scuttle under my standing desk, racing away from Linnéa any chance she gets. She gets comfortable and reflective on growing. “I’m going [growing]. When I get big I can’ [can’t] fit in hew [here]. I wanna get big like my Mama.”
“It’s nice to have a happy mama and a done with work mama.”
“N-O-P,” Lady Kitty is singing over and over like a loud lullaby to Mr. Cat. She’s heard Lake call her nap time. N-O-P [N-A-P] As in we’re spelling it so she won’t catch on and Lakes picked up on it as well, and has added his own twist on the spelling of ‘nap’. Except it sounds like the cats out of the bag. She seems to know exactly what a N-O-P is! And it’s N-O-P time for Mr. Cat.
“Mama, am I going right now in Baba house? When I get my clothes on? For my happy birthday? Can I please go in Baba house right now?”
Then she gets reflective … “Mama— I don’t know how to have a birthday.”
“Maybe you could ask Lake and Linnéa. They’ve had a lot of birthdays…”
Lady Kitty said, “I’m gonna ask only Bro Bro.”
He’s her other big love.
“I’m a big girl and a tiny girl at the same time. Can can I be a little girl, a big girl and a baby the same time? And a baby? Puz Michael call me Baby. Peez mama”
Yes, darling girl.
“Dank you Mama!”
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It doesn’t get any cuter than that! ❤️