My Son…
Just this week, goes on record for the following gems:
1. “Get emmon auter Daddy” (“Get lemon water Daddy” – he struggles with L’s, W’s and R’s)
2. Conversation in the bath…
- Ethan, pointing to a mole on my stomach: “Daddy go see Doctor Cruzu” (our GP is Dr. Croeser)
- Me: “Why, my boy?”
- Ethan: “Daddy extra boob”
3. While showing off to grandparents
- Me: “Ethan – eskimo kisses are when we rub…?”
- Ethan: “Moses”
I’m a lucky dad.
Arbitrary side note: Be aware of Flickr phishing tactics…