Jared: Where's purple?
Henry: Da kite (pointing to a purple kite on a page in a book).
Jared: That's right! Now, where's green?
Henry: Da tree (pointing to tree in same book).
Jared: Right! Where's red?
Henry: Da truck (again, pointing).
Jared: Good job, buddy! Where's blue?
Henry: **looking confused, at page, up at Jared, back at page, finally looks up and asks** Oh, nose???
Get it? Someone's had a runny nose all week, so he's been blowing it in tissues. After he does, we always make a big deal of his accomplishment and say, 'Oh, look, Hen BLEW his nose like such a big boy!'
Blue...blew. It's all the same to us, too, sweet boy.
2 comments:
NO WAY! That's the best ever! Sometimes I think little ones are smarter than we are. ;o) Too precious!
Okay, you could write a cute book on the adorable things that your sweet little son says.
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