Hipples

Emma says the darnedest things.

She is at the age where you never know what is going to come out of her mouth.

I also love that she makes up her own words.

The other night I was getting dressed in her PJs.

"What's that?" she asked pointing to her chest.

"I don't know.  What is it?" I answered.

"Ummm... a hipple."

Clearly she meant nipple.

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Happy Sunday!!