It has been mentioned here before what a deep attachment Campbell has to her three babies - DollyCocoViolet. A slightly traumatic attempt to sleep the night without a pull-up last night once again illustrated how closely bonded the babies and Campbell are.
Friday night I accidentally forgot to put a pull-up on Campbell at bed time and we didn't realize it until the next morning when we were getting dressed. She made it the whole night without an accident and wanted to try again last night. Unfortunately she showed up at my bedside this morning at 6:20 dripping wet from peeing herself. I got her changed and squared away in bed next to Adam and went back to her room to retrieve the babies and strip the bed when I discovered that Violet was also wet. Luckily I was able to mask Violet's absence by complimenting the babies with an assortment of other small toys that she often sleeps with so she didn't notice and went back to sleep.
Once she woke up, however, and went looking for the babies later in the morning she realized Violet was missing and I told her we had to give Violet a bath and put her in the dryer so she would be ready for nap time. Apparently to Campbell this sounded more like "I'm going to make you spend the next hour torturing puppies" because she was instantly hysterical.
"It takes foooooooorevvvvverrrrrrrrr to dry Violet!"
"I don't feeeeeeel right without all of the babies!"
"Violet will be lonely by herself without me and Dolly and Coco!"
"This is the worst thing that has ever happened!"
I finally convinced Campbell that Violet didn't want to run around smelling like peepee because the other toys would make fun of her so we washed her off and Campbell accompanied Adam down to put her in the dryer. Only then Adam came back upstairs without our child because she didn't want to leave Violet alone. So she was sitting at the bottom of our stairs talking to her.
In order for you to appreciate this situation you need a full mental picture of our basement. It ain't pretty. We live in a circa 1920s house which has a lot of charm - on the upper two floors. The basement has a bit of a Silence of the Lambs feel to it because it has a poured concrete floor and dry laid stone walls. So, as I struggle not to say "She puts the lotion in the basket" I look down to see my sweet, crying little girl telling her dryer-spinning baby:
"What have I done to you? What have I done to my best friend? I love my most special babies the most! I'm so sorry Violet!"
Later we went down to check on the babies and Campbell - now calm and accepting of the situation - says:
"I needed some alone time downstairs. Sometimes you need that to say sorry to yourself."

These few precious gems from today's incident, aside from illustrating that Dotdot may just be right that Campbell will be taking these babies to college with her, also reminded me that I have been meaning to blog Campbellisms for sometime.
Adam and I have a habit of posting the funny things Campbell says on each other's Facebook pages so I went through the last few weeks and collected some of the nuggets of wisdom. Enjoy!
"If I sneak out of the house when I'm bigger will I be groundhogged?"
"Are there any poisonous birds?"
"You are the only one in our house with blue eyes." (to Adam)
"You need to start coloring your hair. Too much grey." (also to Adam)
"You are one strange, strange Daddy."
"It's good Moombrak is gone but those people should not jump on cars like that. They are going to get hurt or scare somebody and then they will be in trouble!" (Adam has been keeping her up to date on Egypt.)
"Today is my worst day! I'm limping! I burned [my tongue] on my oatmeal! My nose is running! Marlo ate my puppy! I still have bangs! This is the worst, worst day!"
"Pinky promise you won't turn into an evil Hagrid!"
"By the way, I just ate your pants and there is no time to change."
"Do they serve bad food in Hell?"
"My Mommy always struggles in the morning." (This I can't deny . . . . . )