I'm teaching Caitlin our address. Not much luck so far.
I explained that if she got lost she could tell a police man where she lived.
After a few times of practice, she was frustrated and threw in the towel.
Here's how the towel was thrown...
Caitlin wanders over and brings me a scrap of paper and a pen.
"Here mom, write it and I will give it to the police when I get lost."
If only I got to choose when and where she got lost. I'd probably choose Never or choose our playroom as the location.
1 comment:
She makes me laugh! That is too cute.
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