See previous references to the group sleepovers that have been a regular occurrence--all of her dolls and stuffed animals, placed neatly face-down on various pillows and each covered with a blanket, COVERING my living room floor.
This is definitely from my side of the family--my sister and I had weekly "birthday" parties, where all the stuffed animals would be lined up on the couch.
Bitty examples:
Who me?
Naptime with the babies
Story time
Story time
Aerial view - Daddy says this reminds him of Jonestown
Her response to my request? "No, you clean them up."
I patiently explained that it was her job to clean them up, and if she didn't, the dolls would be put in "time-out" for today and she couldn't play with them.
She looks me right in the eye, 100% stone cold serious poker face, and says,
"I find them. I sneak."
SNEAK? A 2 year old? Who does she think she is? And where did she learn that word?
I stayed calm, masking my horrified giggles, and explained that she would not sneak and that I would help her clean them up. Before she had any dessert.
Mommy has to save her trump for the end.
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