"What you doing Mommy?"
"What are you doing Ali?"
"Nothing."
"Why?"
"I too hungry."
"Ali, are you a little pig," as the story finishes playing on t.v.
"No. I'm big, bad wolf."
I asked if he's going to blow my house down, and he blows as hard as he can with his pacifier still in his mouth. I pretend to sway in the force of it.
"Just kidding," he laughs. "Again?"
Of course!
"What you thinking about Mommy? Coffee?"
2 comments:
Mommy's ALWAYS thinking about coffee....
Mmmmmmm. Coffee.... {proceed to drool audibly like Homer Simpson}. Can't wait to see you and the kids, lomagirl!
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