Words, words, words

by Sierra on January 31, 2010 · Comments

in parenting

Serena: Don’t bite mine shoulder.

Me: I didn’t bite your shoulder. (true fax. My teeth, her shoulder, they were nowhere near each other)

Serena: You no bite my shoulder? You just nibble me, actually?

Me: uh, no

Serena: I like it you nibble me on my shoulder. Nibble my shoulder!

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