Connor this morning:
"Mommy?"
"Yes, Connor?"
"Ice Pop?"
"No, Connor, we are having a waffle for breakfast."
"Ice Pop?"
"Waffle."
"Ice POP?"
"Waffle."
"ICE POP?"
"Waaaffle."
"ICE POP?"
Tom walks in.
"Mommy?"
"I'm Daddy."
"Ice Pop?"
"Daddy."
"Mommy?"
"I'm Daddy."
"ICE POP?"
6 comments:
Cute. Sounds like he's getting the hang of talking. My mind is trying to dredge up an old pun on Daddy/Pop and popsicle that my father used to make but it won't come to me. Drat. I hear you are baking out in AZ while I am shivering here in Hancock.
I'd love a waffle, myself. Sounds good. Have a happy day!
Sounds like he has a very one-track mind :D
LOL he's persistent! :)
That's great! The words are really coming along, even if you don't want to hear certain ones! LOL
I'm laughing! Hard!!
they're so relentless when they want something.
and you and Tom are just so matter-of-fact
I love youse guys
I have to say dianne spoke for me. EXACTLY!!! :D
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