Our 21-months old torpedo jumped my wife, who was quietly drinking tea in our sofa. Naturally, my wife did the only safe thing; a controlled spill of most of her tea on the side of the sofa that didn’t have the violence toddler attacking. Seeing this, said toddler commented “mommy spilled” and kept laughing like a maniac.
She’s also very fond of pulling out the top of whomever is holding her, shouting BOOOOB.
Today she also saw the sun in the morning after yesterday’s thunderstorm (it’s always bright outside here now as far as she knows since the sun sets long after her bedtime and rises long before she wakes up) and yelled “look! The lamp is on!”.
Our 21-months old torpedo jumped my wife, who was quietly drinking tea in our sofa. Naturally, my wife did the only safe thing; a controlled spill of most of her tea on the side of the sofa that didn’t have the violence toddler attacking. Seeing this, said toddler commented “mommy spilled” and kept laughing like a maniac.
She’s also very fond of pulling out the top of whomever is holding her, shouting BOOOOB.
Today she also saw the sun in the morning after yesterday’s thunderstorm (it’s always bright outside here now as far as she knows since the sun sets long after her bedtime and rises long before she wakes up) and yelled “look! The lamp is on!”.
I’m dying ha ha
It’s even funnier if you know I’m a trans woman rather early in my transition and that I do, in fact, just barely have boobs