A few moments ago, while I was heating soup for "lunch" (you make soup at 11am when wake up was 5:30) my son decided to drag all the covers off the bed and bring them to the kitchen. On the way, he knocked over the baby gate we have ready to be stored. He shrieked in frustration (a common theme these days) and called out "I ... I ... I want that UN OVER!!"
I think the made up language is my favourite part of mothering a toddler.
In other news, he and Lem continue to be best friends. So far this morning, he has hidden in his house with Lem, wandered through the bedroom with Lem, and read books with Lem. Now I am requested to put Lem in to one of the new socks. Must run.
Kid really needs a baby sibling.
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