Stasa is fascinated by trees these days. On weekend mornings we bring her into our bed for some cuddle time before we all get up for the day and she'll scoot to the foot of the bed to talk to the trees outside of our bedroom windows. She started off by waving and saying "hi 'rees!" but quickly progressed to stating her ownership of said 'rees.
"MY 'rees!"
As if I were threatening her territory. "MY 'rees!" complete with hands on her chest in case I didn't know who the my was referring to. And then as we're driving she'll constantly say "bye bye 'rees!"
Stasa and her 'rees.
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