Jemma woke up this morning at 5:50am, and the first thing she said was:
"Do I get the pink towel tonight?"
"Do I get the pink towel tonight?"
Later, when Linden came down, Jemma asked if she would get the pink towel. A heated discussion ensued, with Linden asserting that it was her night for the pink towel. There were three more debates around this topic later in the day, including one over dinner that required a phone call to Lisa (currently in Michigan) to verify who gets the pink towel tonight.
No, it is not some magic carpet, nor the magic cloth of St. Peter, but a small Hello Kitty towel that we inherited a few weeks back from the Coynes (magic source of most of their toys, cribs, strollers and high chairs). For the moment, the towel is pure obsession. Yet, it won't take long for them to become obsessed with something else (a purple hat, cheese curds, a particular spoon...).
No, it is not some magic carpet, nor the magic cloth of St. Peter, but a small Hello Kitty towel that we inherited a few weeks back from the Coynes (magic source of most of their toys, cribs, strollers and high chairs). For the moment, the towel is pure obsession. Yet, it won't take long for them to become obsessed with something else (a purple hat, cheese curds, a particular spoon...).
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