J: Mommy, I have a question.
Me: Okay.
J: What...I...uh...I...I forget.
Me: You forgot?
J: I have a question! I could go to the punkin farm.
(in a playhouse)
J: I don't know...I don't know where my wallet is. (hmmm...sounds like Scott)
(at bedtime, trying to open the door I'm holding shut from the outside. this kind of broke my heart.)
J: COME on door! It not working! I trying! Come on door!
J: I just reading my book. Otay? I just reading my book.
6 years ago
2 comments:
I shouldn't be laughing right now but that door one is pretty dang funny.
I love the way he's laying on the couch.
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