Thursday, August 6, 2009
My four-year-old son is hilarious in more ways than I can count. Here is just one of the myriad things he does that cracks me up on a daily basis. Instead of saying, "Me too" when he agrees with somebody, my little guy says, "Also me." He's always done that. I have no idea where he picked it up, but ever since he started talking, he's chosen that particular phrase. It's so funny to look at my stocky, grubby, feisty, little guy, with bandaids on his knees and dirt in his hair, and hear those formal-sounding words coming out of his mouth. He's like a proper English gentleman or something. "Also me, my good man. Kindly pass me my apple juice, and, by the way, do you have any Grey Poupon?" Of course, the facade of the proper little gentleman shatters when the conversation between he and his big brother so frequently goes something like this: "I really, really, really love taking showers." "Also me." "And, I really, really, love Mommy and Daddy." "Also me." "And I really, really, really, love ice cream." "Also me, Poop-Head." SIGH.
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