Comments from the peanut gallery
J: “I’m serious about that!”
J (a few minutes later): “What’s ’serious’?”
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Nana: “Your mommy was once in my tummy when she was a baby. Then I went to the hospital for the doctor to get her out of my tummy and then I brought her home.”
C: “Nana, why did you bring mommy home?”
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Mommy: “I still can’t find C’s blue blanket!”
J: “Daddy found it.”
Mommy: “Where was it?”
J: “It was in the garage in the (toy) truck.”
Mommy (later to Daddy): “I’m glad you found C’s blue blanket!”
Daddy: “I didn’t find it.”
Mommy: “J said you did and that it was in the garage.”
Daddy just has a befuddled look on his face. Mommy states that J must have quite an imagination (or knows something we don’t….)
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Yesterday I woke J up singing to him “Happy Birthday” and told him that he was now 3.
J: “I not 3. I’m 2!” (Sorry, no you’re not. I thought worries with age started a lot later!)