|"Okay, Boy, take it easy. You can still play with the cars. You just have to move out of the middle of the circle because all the other children are enjoying Santa Claus doling out presents and you're kinda stealing the spotlight."|
This morning The Boy described the breakfast set before him--
ME: That's right, french toast.
ME: That's right, Mama's orange. Do you want to eat it?
ME: Okay, what else?
ME: Yes, you have milk.
BOY: And a big bug!
The Boy's FAVORITE phrase to say is "a big bug." It gets thrown on the end of any basic conversation we're having. Now I think I should buy him A Bug's Life. Is it too late to get to Target? This is how my brain works these days...