She's really concerned about getting married. She doesn't want to. She wants to grow up to be a bigger mommy than me but not get married and move out because then that means she has to kiss and hug her boyfriend and that's disgusting.
She has no problem stating that she wants to marry bacon every time she eats it though. She acts as if she's gone to heaven when she takes a bite and says, "I love it so much I want to marry it."
Here are the funny Facebook posts I've said about Olivia this month:
Livy: Mom do you want to taste my drink? Me: Sure Livy: (mischevious evil look)....you know it has slobbers in it, right?
Livy still singing Christmas songs breaks out into..."When we finally kiss..." I stop her and say, "who are you going to kiss?" She looks at me like I'm crazy and says "goodnight, duh mom."
I'm always making up words to songs about my kids and singing it to them. Today in response to one I was singing to Liv she sang this back to me, to the tune of Call Me Maybe."
"Hey my mom is crazy, so here's her number so call her maybe. Because she is driving me craaaaazy, so here's her number so call her maybe."
