Over a week ago R was playing with a pink comb that I have. Eventually, as with ANY object she hit B on the head with it and I took it away and WWIII ensued. After a couple of days she chilled out and forgot about it...or so I thought:
Today, I heard R crying in her bed when she woke from her nap. I gave it a couple of minutes because, well, I can. I went in and snuggled her and the following conversation occurred:
Me: "why are you crying sweetheart?"
R: "I want my pink comb back!"
Really?
HAHA! Kids remember the most random things! Tony still talkes about things that happened a couple years ago, and he gets just as worked up now as when they first happened.
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