Oh man! Our doodlebug is growing so fast. Physically, and maturity-wise. His speak and thinking is remarkable. His thoughts are deep and well plotted strategies can get him into trouble but are soo entertaining. He told me today while riding down the road, "Mommy, I am a genius." No doubt his moma had planted that compliment on him daily! Hey, it is my job! Of course I think he is perfect! Really, conversations with him range from consequences of the mean train to the death of our horse recently--from why can't Savannah peepee in the potty to why can't his grandparents "appear" at his house... since "it is not dark or anything".
He keeps us on our toes. Surely he will be out thinking us in a couple of years. By then he will have trained his sister! Whom he takes pretty good care of. At the Christmas parade last week, he took it upon himself to cover her ears and comfort her when the fire trucks blew their horn. Too cute and too thoughtful!
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