Wednesday, August 24, 2011

B-A-D

B-A-D all started when my niece Mary was in preschool and would come home saying something was B-A-D.  We guessed that her teachers probably talked to other teachers referring to children by spelling out B-A-D instead of just saying "bad".  So it's been a joke that we always say something or someone is B-A-D.  
Well since Clayton has a mischievous side and keen eye for trouble, she frequently hears B-A-D.  (She's really not bad but just really young to be into all the stuff she's into and fights going to sleep at all costs.....so B-A-D it is.)
I had lunch yesterday with a friend while my mom kept Clayton.  I came home to find Clayton asleep in her exersaucer.
And my mom says, "I've decided that we aren't going to say Clayton is B-A-D anymore.  We are going to say she is 'special'.  Clayton you are VERY special today."


We love our special baby!

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