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Lying in ALICE'S bed with both of my girls after ALICE'S nap.
(IZZY, who is pulling up to stand a lot lately, grabs ahold of my shirt in an effort to stand. Not only does she grab my shirt, but she also manages to pinch and claw the heck out of my chest and arm for the 900th time today.)
MOM: OUCH, IZZY! You're killing me, kid!
ALICE: Izzy don't kill Mommy! Mommy, I don't want you to be killeded - I love you!
I, for one, am throughly relieved to know that my darling three year old would be devastated if her sister killed(ed) me (like there was ever any doubt), but it makes me feel bad for wanting to strangle her. All. Day. Long. ;)
No kids were harmed, I promise. It's just been one of those days...
