A conversation from the dollhouse

First of all, a little background. In order to fully get this, you have to understand that the dolls in Sweetpea's dollhouse *are* us. As she often informs me the mommy doll is me, and the big girl doll is her.


Sweetpea: (sound of doll running around, ticka ticka...) Me Sweetpea, me Sweetpea! Hi Mommy!

Mommy: I going to go for a run now. (ticka, ticka..)

Sweetpea: You a good runner Mommy. You a superstar!

Mommy: Yeah...

Sweetpea: I a good runner too! I superfast. (ticka, ticka...) Me go potty now!


Yes folks, even at the tender age of 2.5, Sweetpea understands that running often makes you have to poo...

Do to the content of this post, I really need to dedicate it to Beth at SUAR.