Yesterday as I was saying goodbye to someone at the front door Isabella came running up to me, out of breath and so very excited. "MAMA, mama come see the miracle round!" she squealed. I furrowed my brow and asked her, " You want me to come see a miracle?" and she said, "yes, a miracle round" as she ran downstairs . . . . .
This is their merry-go-round.
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I love the "I have to go potty, Mommy!".
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