Yesterday, I picked up the girls from the sitter's house. Isabel had her nails painted, and chewing gum. Then she comes over to me and whispers something in my ear.
Whoa...... When did you start painting your nails, chewing gum and telling secrets.. You're not a teenager yet. I don't think so.
This is all the influence of my babysitter's 12 year old daughter. Go figure.
Isabel, you are only 2... don't grow up too fast.