And now, we come to one of my favorite installments: Isms. The Boy has developed an interesting little mind and makes us laugh with his two-and-a-half-year-old insights. To wit--
"Dad! You're squishing on me!"
"Momma, I'm drinky."
Talking to The Hub: "Who are you? You're crazy!"
"Look at me! I'm the cowboy from the crypt!"
While we were on vacation, The Boy slept on a mattress in our room, next to The Hub's nightstand. One morning The Hub woke up and couldn't find his phone, which had been charging on the nightstand. He finally spotted the cord leading under The Boy's pillow. The Boy was still asleep. Who knew an iPhone could replace a teddy bear?
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Walking =/ (picture those in one space) sanity.
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