of a hilarious, naughty, sweet three year old.
Early morning before I had gotten up for work, Caleb crawls into bed with me and falls back asleep. I always make a big deal about him snuggling with me cause someday he's not going to anymore and that makes me sad.
Anyway, he woke up while I was getting ready for work and said the sweetest thing in the ugliest, gravely voice, "MOM, COME NUGGLE WITH ME!" So, of course, I hopped into bed with him, but told him I could only lay down for one minute. He was not happy about this and said, "No, stay. I want to snuggle with a BIG girl and a TALL girl."
At which point, I didn't know if I should be offended.
Next...
The other day, I plopped myself down on the loveseat and banged my foot on our coffee table. Caleb was playing with some toys on the coffee table. I said, "Ow! Caleb, can you rub my foot." His response, "I am not that guy." Huh??
I started laughing and he said again, "I am NOT the guy that does that."
And at church yesterday...
He was playing "quietly" with a stuffed bunny and bear from the nursery. "Agh. Grrr. Bang. I kill you. I shoot you. I'll shoot your mom."
One of us may need therapy.
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