Judah, in a gasping voice: I'm wounded! I'm dying, hurry Sofi, hurry!
Sofi, frantically rushing towards him with his dino water bottle: Here, soldier, here, drink this potion! It will heal your wounds.
Later that day...
Judah: Mama! Don't take my wadah boddle off my belt! It's my potion! I need my potion!
3 comments:
Too funny!!
I love it!! I love it when their imagination takes over and they do all sorts of pretend play. :)
Love all the drama of little ones. Cute:)
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