Little Miss discovered her tongue today. Or rather, she discovered my tongue first and then realized that she, too, had the same sort of appendage.
We sat playing for a while, sticking out our tongues in turn, and I found myself thinking, “Oh my goodness… She has got the cutest little Tongue! Look at it! It’s so little and pink and cute! It’s just like a grown-up tongue, only it’s miniature!”
And then I thought, “Only a mother could use the words ‘cute’ and ‘tongue’ in one same cohesive thought.
And people say this job is boring!