At dinner, Zoe sang me the darlingest song that Jed taught her, "I love you, I love you, I love you Mommy!"
Not so nice:
If I said thank you, or smiled, or so much as glanced at her, she would stop singing, scowl ferociously, and shout, "STOP! No way!" Only when I obediently looked away, smile erased, would she cheerily again begin to sing.
1 year ago