Sydney loves to "pretend talk" to her "pretend friends" on my cell phone like ALL DAY LONG. If ever I can't find my phone, I check Syd's purse. Or jacket. Or turn her upside down & shake out her pockets.

I overheard her all-too-familiar chatter last night while she was in the tub. I was NOT looking forward to finding out that the little monster had taken MY CELL PHONE into the bathtub with her.

Opened the door and saw THIS.




"Mom,look! I made a hands-free phone! And when I'm done, I just hang up & brush my teeth!".

And this is, I'm sure, just how Bluetooth started...

Sydney has a new thing where she gets nervous if she doesn't know EXACTLY where I am in the house at EVERY moment. It is getting very very very old. "I'm in the bathroom, Sydney!". "I'm in my closet, Syd!". "I'm on the other side of the wall, Sydney!". And so forth. ALL DAY LONG.

So today, in a moment of frustration and bad, immature Mommy-ness...I yelled back at her..."GROW UP, WOULDYA?"!!!!!

And she came to me with these sad eyes and said, "But Mom, when I turned six and lost two teeth, you told me to STOP growing up".

Ouch.

"HOPPY" EASTER!!