Gorgeous

Uma and I were lying in bed and she was playing with my hair and her hair.

Uma “Mommy, I am gorgeous.”

I didn’t know she knew that word.

Me “Yes, you are.”

Uma “Mommy, you are gorgeous.”

Ohh she thinks I am pretty, what a sweet girl.

Me “Thank you Uma”

Uma “Puppy is gorgeous.”

Ok, so that word just lost all meaning for me.

Uma in one of her gorgeous outfits.  And this is why we should move further from Vegas as soon as possible,

I Didn't Ask Which Grandma

Uma "Mom come looook."
Me (in the office)  "Just a sec"
Uma "Mooom.  My fingers."
Me "Uh ok Uma, just a sec"
Uma "Mom my fingers, come look!"
Me "Ok"

I walked out to the living room.

Me "What is wrong Scoobie"
Uma "My fingers, look like grandma's"

Ha, ha, I didn't ask which one she was talking about.   She now knows what happens if you stay in a shower too long and when you get old.

Don't let the bugs get you

Uma "Mom clean my ears"
Me "Why"
Uma "I have ear bugs."
Me "Ok just a second"
Uma "NO!  NOW!  They're eating my braaaain."

Oobie, Me, and Belle.  Uma's brain fully intact and bug free.