Me: "Nate, I have a secret to tell you."
Leans in, whispers: "I love you."
Nate: "Mommy, I have a secret to tell YOU."
Leans in, whispers: "You have poop in your hair."
(FTR, no, uh, excrement in the vicinity. THESE are the things he pretends?!? Sick.)
Totally. Awesome.
ReplyDeleteNash loves any opportunity he can think of to say poop. Boys.
ReplyDeleteAt least it wasnt true!!!
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ReplyDeleteAt least it wasnt true!!!
ReplyDeleteOh, boys. I love them.
ReplyDeleteha ha ha! I must prepare myself for this stuff. (See my post today...)
ReplyDeleteLOL! Awesome. And glad he was just making that up.. eek!
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