Qunnie and I are cleaning our spare bedroom, just dusting and getting it ready for our out of town guests tomorrow. Hassie Clare and Jamie are at the grocery store getting goodies for the weekend. He let HC wear her favorite princess dress, glass slippers and a snow white crown. She was so excited.
Quinn is asking for more dusting spray every 10 seconds and when I don't answer her she asks me over and over and over "mommy, can I hab more spray" "Mommy can I hab more spray" Mommy can I hab more spray." So I sweetly put my index finger to my mouth and said "ssshhhhhh." Quinn answered back with "why did you say sshhhhhhh." I said "becuase you are talking A LOT." And she said "you don't want me to talk mommy." I squatted down to her level and said that I loved hearing her talk but maybe we could have some quiet time. She quickly replied "if I shhhhh then you can't hear what I need to tell you."
This conversation went on and on and on. So I just gave up. As I type this she is telling me all about the clip on earrings and necklace Daddy brought home for her today. They have only been talking for a year yet I find myself tuning them out ALL THE TIME. I hate that I do it but I can't help it especially when I'm busy doing something else.
Since I was dusting my desk I thought I'd do a quick blog entry.
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