That's what Myka said as she sauntered into the living room yesterday with this huge piece of batting in her arms.
Immediately my eyes widened as I looked around the living room to see where she possibly could have gotten a piece of "fuzz" that big.
"Myka, where did you get that?" I said in a friendly voice
"No, mom"
"Myyyyka, where did you get it?" (trying not to smile)
"No mom. My Fuzz." As she proceeded to jump up on the couch, and suck her thumb with her fuzz clutched tightly in her arms.
I still don't know where it came from....I assume that one day I'll pick up the empty shell of a blanket and know. :)
I love the things they say and do at that age! Enjoy every minute!
ReplyDeletehopefully it is just from a blanket. we've had our couch cushions and living room chairs un-fuzzed before... good luck! :)
ReplyDeleteI checked, and the couches are that thick yellow foam...I'm still looking though and hoping it's not something important! LOL
ReplyDeleteHahahaha!
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