Sierra and I were driving to my parents' house the other day and she said "Poppa". I told her that Poppa wasn't there because he went bye bye, he was in Washington.
She then says "hands" and I look back to see her rubbing her hands together like she's washing her hands (the sign for "wash hands").
She thought Poppa was gone, washing his hands (when really he was in Washington)!!! Sooo cute!
The rest of the day, every time she or we said Poppa, she said "hands" and rubbed her little hands together.
It was the cutest thing! I loved how she just thought Poppa was still washing his hands... The sweet innocense of childhood... I'm so happy to see how you treasure it...
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