I love the conversations. The memory and recall are amazing. This kid could go on forever (and sometimes at 11 PM, it feels like it has been forever). "Tomorrow" is his favorite time. "Maybe we'll do it tomorrow Mommy". Everything needs to be done "tomorrow". He either has my procrastination gene or he has shades of Scarlett in him.
He's even learned the fine art of Lecturing. He understands the effect of a concise lecture.
"You don't talk to me that way. You do that one more time and you'll be in big trouble".
Of course trying to explain to him that he is the one that will be in big trouble because he is the one who dropped towel and stood at the (wide open) front door giving the neighbors the Full Monty is a tad difficult when you are making strangling noises and contorting your body to hide the tears pouring out of your eyes and into your full-faced grin.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Tomayto Tomahto
"Mommy, I want my blankie"
Blanket dear. It's called a blanket
"You can call it a blanket. I'm calling it a blankie"
Blanket dear. It's called a blanket
"You can call it a blanket. I'm calling it a blankie"
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