You know how food has to be approved by the FDA before it can be sold to people? Well, Vash must think he's on some kind of board for approving people who are allowed to have a binky. (Or who may be Aunt Katie's new "Friend".) Craig and I brought the kids over to Nana and Papa's the other day so that they could say goodbye to Kate before she headed off to school. Jen was there too, along with Katie's "Friend" Kyle. Well, as mentioned in previous blogs, Vash has supposed to have given up the binky. Honestly, he's like an addict. We take it away, he goes through with-drawls, we give it back because he cries so hard or we're sick of him stealing it from his sister, so we take it away when we find his hiding spots for them, or he wants it gone in exchange for sweets or a toy, we think he's doing well, then we catch him on the front porch taking a "binky" break. (Aka like a cigarette break, LOL.) Anyhow, off topic. Upon Papa's request, we took the binky away from him again and I hid it in my purse. Well, Vash notices it is missing and asks," Beepee?" "I don't know where it is. Does Papa have it?" Vash looks around Papa. Nope. He looks around Nana, then Jen. He asks me to stand up and prove it's not under me. Then he checks Craig and Kate. Still no binky. So, there's Kyle and Vash walks up to him, looks him right in the eye and says "You're not beepee!"
Apparently, Kyle is not allowed to have the "beepee".
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