After he bit his tongue last night, Cooper said, "Mommy, I eat my tongue." in a sad and pathetic way.
When asked if he was ready to go this morning, he said, "Not yet."
Changing into his pajamas before bath last night, I questioned him and he said, "I not dirty, mommy."
Cooper has started to tattle. Most stories begin with, "One day...", such as "One day Braxton hit me, mommy." "Oh really?" I'll say. "Yup, one day." he'll say.
When questioning a friend's chest and hearing the response, "Those are my boobs", Cooper piped right in and said "My mommy has those." I ALMOST DIED OF LAUGHTER!!
Oh my! How cute!! I love the last one the best. What is it with little boys and boobs?! :)
ReplyDeleteI haven't been doing much on blogger lately...haven't been a good blogger or a good blog friend, but I'm going to try to get back into the swing of things. Summer is sooo busy!
Pray all is well there. Have a great day!