never too late to post...funny Stormy

A quick post because I would forget if I didn't get it down on paper (er...blog).

Stormy was sitting by Sage in the car and I heard her talking to her. Wanna know verbatim what she was saying?

"Hey you little sumthucker"
"Don't do that sissy"
"No sumthuckers"

In a very cute voice. I couldn't help but laugh. And then I corrected her.

"Stormy--it's THUMBSUCKER"

Why would she be saying that? Because she has heard me telling Sage to not suck her thumbs. One thumbsucker is enough for us. Shayne was that one. So if I can get Sage to not do that I would be ecstatic. I actually have a scrapbook page of Shayne sucking her thumb with a poem by Shel Silverstein that describes it perfectly...

Oh the thumb-sucker's thumb
May look wrinkled and wet
And withered, and white as the snow,
But the taste of a thumb
Is the sweetest taste yet
(as only we thumb suckers know)

I just love it. Again...maybe something I will have to dig out and scan in.