LENNY!!!
So last night was interesting. After the torture session of taking a bath (for both us and Katelynn), Katelynn was so much better. She was happy, cuddly, chatty...an all-around sweetheart. I was hanging out in my bedroom doing some cross-stitch while Matt was on the phone with a friend. We were on opposite sides of the house and I wanted to keep Katelynn with me so he could talk to Stephen. It was great...Katelynn helped me eat my dinner. She grabbed her blankets, babies & books and we even called my dad to wish him a happy birthday. I know "happy" came out clear, "birthday" was unintelligeable, "grandpa" came out sort of like "ganpa" (I think!), and "bye, bye" was clear as a bell.
Anyway...
Matt had gotten off the phone and it was time for Katelynn to go to bed for the night. She grabbed her blankets and babies and I inadvertently said, "Katelynn, I'll get you Lenny." The problem was that I couldn't find Lenny the lamb. Anywhere. I could not find him and Katelynn began to wail! "WENNY! WENNY! I WANT WENNY!" (She can't say her "L's" yet) It was pretty comical to see Matt and me running all over the house trying to find this little lamb. But I found him, threw him to Matt to take in to her. She saw him, yanked him from Matt's hands, let out the loudest squeal of delight, threw him down on the bed and used him for a pillow. Atta girl.


