So, the other night as my husband was changing our baby girl's clothes (putting them on backwards might I add) Triston went to see what he was doing. And somehow or another the cutest conversation (as much of a conversation you can have with a week old) started and I had to write about it.
Triston started talking to Presley telling her he was her bubba. So, he said...
..."I am your bubba. Can you say bubba? Bu-bba. Say it!! Bu-bba. It's easy, Bu-bba! Bu-bba!!"
Needless to say he is very proud of his sister and his new title!
We also learned that Triston has a new nickname from his baseball coach that he can be quite proud of...Rocketman!!!
Triston started talking to Presley telling her he was her bubba. So, he said...
..."I am your bubba. Can you say bubba? Bu-bba. Say it!! Bu-bba. It's easy, Bu-bba! Bu-bba!!"
Needless to say he is very proud of his sister and his new title!
We also learned that Triston has a new nickname from his baseball coach that he can be quite proud of...Rocketman!!!
1 comment:
Yay, I'm so glad I found your blog again. It was saved on the computer that died. The big brother/little sister relationship is oh so sweet.
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