Sami says, "I can wipe my bottom myself."
"I'm proud of you," I tell him. "Thank you."
Lately he has been a hater. "I hate you, Mom." He hated school and lots of other things, too. When I told him not to say that to me, he said, "I prate you, Mom." The only thing he loved, and he loved it more than anything, was Minecraft and Minecraft videos. Showing him one would get me a hug.
We had a talk about saying even "I prate you," and he said sorry. I think he understood it hurt people's feelings. And last night he whispered in my ear, "I love you."