Revenge Almost Helps


While I was posting about today’s adventure, Elijah came and told me about his recent bath drama. I’m enjoying his adorable little vocabulary. Actually, Brian carried the sad little boy to me. Here is the traumatic account in the words of a two-year-old:

Mom, Eeya (Ian), pour warm wadder on mine head. Me pour warm wadder on Eeya warm head. Me cry. Me want Mommy. Daddy get me dry dowl. Daddy dake me to mine Mommy. Me gingk (drink) Mommy moke (milk), pwee, Mommy?”

So pitiful. Soooo CUTE!!

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