Erik is reading to Merritt.
Erik: You are right; that is a fish.
Merritt: (something)
Erik: That is a flipper. It goes on your foot.
Merritt: HAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! (like that is even possible)
A few minutes later, the hardest part of the day:
Erik: Time to go to bed.
Merritt: aweed, aweed, aWEED, AWEEED! (want to read)
A few minutes later:
Erik: I love you, Merritt.
Merritt: i-ou-uuuu
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Today, I had to repeatedly tell Merritt not to lick his brother.
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I should have taken stunt lessons before becoming a mommy of boys. Oh, that and developed some gymnastic or wrestling fluency. I am no match for the two of them.
