I love that boy! It seems almost impossible to me that I could love him so much. But from the things he says to the things he does, I am in love.
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| Little boy in love with a vintage car |
He says things with such certainty. And never even notices when you correct him. The babysitter last week tried to get him to say something correctly. I shot her a pretty dirty look.
Don't touch that!
I like that he mispronounces things. He will figure it out in due time.
My Boo did. I was sad when she quite saying we needed to stay out of the "minnow" of the road. And she wanted a drink of "waqui".
I miss those things.
How many times in your life can you have a conversation that goes like this.
Mommy, come look at my wizard.
You have a wizard? He then shows me a lizard.
Buddy, that is a lizard.
I know... Wizard.
Cute wittle wizard, Bud.
I said "wizard" Mommy, not "wizard".
Oh... Wizard. I get you.
No! Mommy, I said wizard, not Wizard.
I have tears in my eyes I am laughing so hard and trying not to do it loudly.
I love my kids.
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Bronte called sleeveless shirts "tanker tops" for years and I never corrected her, because I thought it was so cute. :)
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