Reagan constantly uses the word "what" in her own way these days. This is the type of thing I hear from her all the time:
"Could you go get me the snacks what you brought me at the store?"
Always "what," never "that." I don't know why, but it cracks me up.
She also told me on Friday that she told her friend Carissa that her mother is not pretty. I asked her why, and she said, "Because her family is going to be mean to my family. She said that Uncle Justin is not fansome."
I asked if she meant "handsome," and she said, "Yes, Carissa said that Uncle Justin is not fansome, so I said your mother is not pretty."
Reagan has such an exciting life at daycare.
Jenny's actually been relatively calm this past week. She was a little upset on Friday because she had to pack lunch because she had a field trip. I sent a Lunchable, which she has always found to be cool before, and she told me she almost got in trouble because she was supposed to bring a bag lunch, and a Lunchable is not in a bag.
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