Merritt grabbing my face and pointing while saying,"Eyes beautiful, face beautiful, gasses (glasses) beautiful, nose beautiful . . . hair pretty, cheeks pretty . . . ."
Merritt asking,"Where am I?" after I had to rush him into a locker room to take care of his bloody nose. I love it when he shows progress in asking about what is going on around/to him.
Evy very seriously telling me that he would take care of Merritt's potty treat this morning. I said,"sure," and went to get the treat to hand to Evy. In the meantime, he went to his own Christmas candy and took out a chocolate coin while telling me that,"no, thanks, I've got it, Mom!" What a nice boy!
"Mom, when can I buy one of those balloons that sounds like a toot?" Evy.
I have the best job in the world.
