I'm sure all of you that follow this blog know who P1 and P2 are. Lora and I started calling them P1 and P2 right about the time P2 arrived. It has always been a good code name too whenever we're talking about the girls in front of the girls. Kind of like when you spell I-C-E C-R-E-A-M sometimes just in case mommy doesn't think P1 should have any.
Most of you have heard this story already too, but I need it documented for this blog.
A few days ago I was on the phone with PAP1 AKA my brother, and I was talking about some temper tantrum that P1 had thrown. I was talking code, which means I kept referring to Presley as P1. I actually don't think I ever said P2 at all during my conversation. After I finished my story to my brother, Presley asked, "Daddy is Paxten P2?" I just froze and said, "Um..... yes." She followed up with, "Is Presley P1?" Again, "Yes." That was pretty much the extent of our conversation, but Presley obviously knows when I am talking about her now. It really is amazing how much they pick up. So we can resort to calling her PAP2 since my brother is PAP1, but that just doesn't have the same ring to it.
I love P1, P2, PAP2, P2C2, Presley and Paxten.
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