Mommy won't let me in to the craft room. She tells me I can't touch the computer or the sewing machine or get into all her cool drawers or shelves. I really do try, but it's just too tempting to touch them. So I usually stand at the gate and say "Pweeeeeeese let me in" or I sing "We gotta push, push, push it in the gate" I sing that one to the French national anthem, I learned it on Little Einsteins. But she didn't let me in. We decided to go and play after this. Before I took a nap.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
Mommy won't let me in to the craft room. She tells me I can't touch the computer or the sewing machine or get into all her cool drawers or shelves. I really do try, but it's just too tempting to touch them. So I usually stand at the gate and say "Pweeeeeeese let me in" or I sing "We gotta push, push, push it in the gate" I sing that one to the French national anthem, I learned it on Little Einsteins. But she didn't let me in. We decided to go and play after this. Before I took a nap.
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