In the car, on the way home from dinner (our worst dining out experience yet -- an antsy 2 y.o. and a crabby 6 mo old) the Little Man starts talking to Daddy:
LM: Hey Daddy, which one you like better?
Daddy: What are my choices?
LM: The sun or the road?
Daddy: The sun. We need it to for flowers and plants to grow.
LM: Yah.
Maybe you had to be there. It really was funny. What the heck goes on in that little mind of his?
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Sorry about the bad dining experience. I can't wait until Biscuit can talk. Until then, keep up the musings posts :)
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