Uh-oh Cadie...

Last month when we were visiting Aunt Itsy and her family, Cadie tried to get in the dirt pile while Uncle Danny was sweeping. Instead of telling her no, he started saying uh-oh Cadie, uh-oh. I laughed and said, does that work better than 'no'? But actually, it did work. So now whenever she starts getting into something, we tell her uh-oh Cadie, uh-oh. Of course, she just thinks it's funny, but at least she pauses for a few seconds to laugh at us. That's when we run to get her out of the dishwasher, off my sewing table, or away from the garbage.

This is when she pulled the tablecloth off the table and broke a bowl. She was kind of worried about it, until I told her uh-oh Cadie, uh-oh! Then she smiled. I love that little smile.