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My son was just two years old, spending the night at my parents' house. My mom makes my dad's lunch at night since he leaves the house at 5am. (He grabs it from the fridge in the morning.) So it's like 10pm and my son, Eric, is at my mom's side in the kitchen saying "Come lay with me, beema (grandma), I'm tired." Mom says "Hold on, honey, I'm almost done making grandpa's lunch." My mom turns to look at Eric after 15 seconds or so--he was gone. She assumed he went to bed to wait for her. He comes toddeling back into the kitchen and says (confused) "Beema, grandpa not want lunch! He sleeping!"
My other son for a long time said the "T" sound in place of "C" or "K". So cake was 'tate'. Well he liked Kix cereal. (See where this is headed?) He tells me one morning "Mommy, I want ****." My eyes buldged! "WHAT?!" I gasped (I didn't nurse him) "****. I want **** with milk" Then I got it. Sometimes he had cereal dry, sometimes with milk!
2006-10-30
13:41:30
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misskenjr
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