Thursday, February 24, 2011


This morning I was nursing Oliver on the couch. Dylan came up to me and was tugging on my hand and saying something. I said to him "honey, I can't go with you, I'm feeding O. Go show me what you want." He was being relentless and just kept at it. Finally, I said "Charlie, what does Dylan want?" Not thinking that he would know, he surprised me and said, "Na, toys." Dylan wanted the closet open to get to the toys. Sure enough, once I finished with O, he led me to the closet. Hilarious.

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