Hannah started asking "where is our house?" while we were out driving a while ago and rather than listen to that question over and over again, I made it into a game. When she asks that, I say "is that our house?" and then point to whatever random building we are near, which always gets me a laugh and "nooooooo" from her. She has recently began turning it around and randomly pointing and asking "is that our house?" while I'm driving and I reply back to her "noooo" and the game continues.
Fast forward to today in Target. Rob was with us since he had the day off. Hannah and I are walking out of the bathroom (yay potty training!) and Hannah asks "where is Daddy?". I say "I don't know, we have to find him" so she pointed to the security guard and said "is that my Daddy?" Luckily I managed to choke back my laugh so that she wouldn't continue saying it and he didn't hear. Could you imagine if you were a guy in your late teens/early 20s and a little girl came up to you with her Mommy (who you'd never seen before) a few steps behind and asked "Mommy is that my Daddy?" Ha!
Maybe it's time for a new game...
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we need belly pics!! :-)
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