My daughter is a regular Carmen San Diego (in case you missed this 1980s pop culture reference, she is a mysterious detective).
Anyway, Adelaide found her Christmas presents yesterday. She was so excited to see the Angelina Ballerina doll that we got her for Christmas. She eagerly grabbed up the box, looked at me and exclaimed "Mommy, Lina!"
And, I had to sit there like the Grinch that I am and break her heart. "No, baby," I answered, "That is for somebody else." Well, my almost two-year old was not having it. Ryan threw a sweatshirt over it and took her to her room to watch "Lina" hoping that she would forget about the doll. Little did he know that as soon as he walked out she would sneak back into our bedroom and remove the sweatshirt. Luckily for me, I was on the bed and she didn't notice me in her haste to see her Christmas presents again.
So, needless to say, I've got to find a better hiding place. But, for now, I have one broken hearted baby who does not realize that she will get her "Lina" on Christmas morning. Poor thing! Here's to hoping that all of those rumors that little kids forget everything are true!
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