Telling stories...

Addie has "stretched the truth" a few times recently so I've gotten onto her each time for "telling stories" (what we called it when I was little).

So yesterday I cut a watermelon in half and gave Addie a bite before I realized it was really mealy so I stuck it in a bag to return it. Addie came in a little later asking for some watermelon and I told her it was nucky and had to go back to the store to which she replied with a furrowed brow "momma, you tellin' storwies!" (I guess she likes mealy/mushy watermelon).

I had a hard time not laughing at her when I corrected her telling her that I don't tell her stories and that she can't talk like that to her momma unless she wants her bummy spanked. :) Ah the joys of my almost 3 year old!