Yesterday on our way to Grandma's house, Pooh kept on repeating, "Daddy, Daddy..Daddy."
Earlier that morning they both had woken up at the same time that their Daddy was getting ready for work. They enjoyed getting up with their dad and watching him get ready for work.
So in the car, Pooh kept on repeating,"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy."
Grant got tired and said to her, "I'm not your Daddy, I'm Grant!" It's funny to hear a 3 year old clarify it to a 1 1/2 yr old. Just too funny....
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