Tuesday, January 15, 2013

2 years, 9 months old and very smart

The other day I told Little M that it was time for a nap. He looked out the window and said, "No, it's not! It's daytime!"

On a crazy evening after evening, Little M asked me for juice. I had just sat down and wasn't ready to get up again so I told him, "Not now." I heard him go to the kitchen, came back to the livin room and started digging through the box of diapers mumbling to himself, "Wipes. Need wipes." After he found the wipes he ran back to the kitchen. After a few more minutes he came back to me and asked, "Juice, Mommy?"

"In a little bit, baby."

"I clean up kitchen, I get juice!" I had no choice but to get him what he wanted after that.

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