hungry liddle baby

When chatting with a two year old, sometimes the line between reality and make believe becomes fuzzy (at least for me).

Reb was sitting on my lap chatting away about her liddle baby.

Liddle baby this, liddle baby that, "liddle baby is hungry mom".

"oh hungry?" I say, "You better get her some cheerios."

"Her mouf closed mom! My big baby eats!"

Remember?

(See the very last part of the post.)