This is what Fiona says when she cries. It’s funny and sad at the same time.
The other night she announced that she was going to work:
She got her purse and her keys and her to-go cup, put on her shoes and said, “Bye bye, see you later!” then walked to the door. It was past 6:30pm. I asked her where she worked and she told me San Diego, where she works with big animals.
Lately Fiona has been saying that Baby (Panda) is very very sick and she comforts her (Fiona decided Panda is a girl). She says, “Poor poor Baby” and pats Baby on the back. I have no idea where she is getting this from. I am guessing she picked it up at school.
Here is Fiona with John, both on their laptops:
She doesn’t play with it very often, but once in while becomes interested. Right now she is obsessed with animals and the laptop has a feature that has animals. They make sounds and Fiona gets to guess what they are.
One day I decided to dress Fiona in overalls. I wore them too. I put pigtails in her hair, and she was irresistibly cute for the rest of the day:
She even napped in the overalls:
I think they make her look tall.
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