Yesterday I was in the yard with the babies and Juneau was in his backpack carrier on the ground while I was sawing some branches. Willow stood near him and was picking fistfulls of grass and throwing them into the air so they would blow into Juneau's face. When I saw it I said to her, "Willow, don't do that. Go do that to Apple" (who was sitting nearby). So Willow walked over to Apple and grabed two big fistfulls of fur and threw them into the air. Oh well. Apple groaned and reluctantly moved to a safer distance.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Lost in Translation
Yesterday I was in the yard with the babies and Juneau was in his backpack carrier on the ground while I was sawing some branches. Willow stood near him and was picking fistfulls of grass and throwing them into the air so they would blow into Juneau's face. When I saw it I said to her, "Willow, don't do that. Go do that to Apple" (who was sitting nearby). So Willow walked over to Apple and grabed two big fistfulls of fur and threw them into the air. Oh well. Apple groaned and reluctantly moved to a safer distance.
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Does this say anythinbg about mother/daughter conunication ???
I love that story so much....c.
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