CopyKitten]
From the homefront:
I realize Stella looks up to Oliver, and wants to be like him, but this is ridiculous. Here were the first 15 minutes after they woke up:
Oliver (upstairs, in the bathroom): I’m going to go to the bathroom now.
Stella (in her room, hearing oliver): I go potty too!
Oliver (wandering down the stairs): I’m going to find my counting book
Stella: I need county book too!
Oliver: (downstairs, still a little sickly, whining): I’m cold
Stella: (putting on an utterly fake whine): Cold!! Cold!! I cold!!
Oliver: My chair is too cold to sit on.
Stella: My chair cold!!!!
Oliver: I need socks.
Stella: I need socks too!
Oliver: Maybe I need a blanket. (It is about 900 degrees in the kitchen)
Stella: I need blanket! My pink blanket! Upstairs! Pink blanket!
Oliver: Can I have peanut butter on my bagel?
Stella: I need peanu budder!!!!
Oliver: My milk is cold. Too cold. Can you heat it up?
Stella: (pointing at microwave, waving her sippy cup) In there! In there!
Stella (looking at Oliver’s plate): I need that!!
Stella (looking at my plate): I need that too!!
Oliver: I need to hug you, Mom
Stella: Hug! Hug! Hold hand! Hold hand!
Stella better be careful or Oliver will share that little bug he has with her....then Stella won't think it so cool to be like Oliver!