So we just got into bed...
"goodnight mama"
"goodnight Safi"...about 5 times...silence...silence...
"my swimsiut dry out" says safi
"yeah, it will dry out then you can wear it tomorrow" i reply
silence...silence...
"i gotta go poop mama!"
"ok saf, lets go"...so we get to the bathroom, she gets on the toilet but does nothing. She then goes to the corner of the bathroom where hers and Leahs swimsuits are in a ball soaking wet, picks them up and hands me the dripping pile and says:
"my swimsuit dry out!"
giggling and proud of her thought process on getting what she wanted accomplished i ring out the suits and hang them up.
"can i go to my bed mama?" she says as she is walking out the door.
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