The other morning Toby was in the kitchen packing Phoebe's daycare bag. I was in the en-suite doing my hair and make-up. Phoebe took one of my handbags from the cupboard and threw it over her shoulder. She took a basket full of buttons and put that on her other shoulder. She marched into the kitchen.
"Kiss," she said to Toby, and puckered up.
He bent down and gave her a kiss. She pushed the handbag further onto her shoulder.
"Bye bye," she said, waved at him and trotted off to the en-suite.
"Kiss," she said to me.
I gave her a kiss.
"Bye bye," she said, waved and left the room.
I don't know where she gets it from.
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