First, he was standing on my ankle/shin in tennis shoes:
- Me: Ouch, that hurts.
- Oliver: Need a bandaid? (eyebrows raised).
- Me: Sure.
Then later, as I lay on my made bed tired and unwilling to admit morning is really here:
- Me: I feel like poo.
- Oliver: You feel like that? You feel like poo?
- Me: Yes.
- Oliver: You need a diaper?
- Oliver inquires: Why you laughing, Daddy?
- Eric: Because you're funny.
- Oliver: Ohhhhhh (in his new, ohhhhh-i-see-now-what-a-revelation tone he's been using lately).
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The kid made me laugh too... that's for sure! I cannot WAIT to have live comedy in Sept!
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