To preface this article, I know that the majority of you could care less about what my son is currently doing or saying, but I like to write about this stuff because...well, HW gets to read it and it gives me something to say.
After 2 hours at the park, I convinced my son to come home with my by promising a bubble bath.
"If we hurry and run to the car, when we get home, you get to have... a bubble bath." (said with lots of forced enthusiasm...)
"A bubble baf...? A BUBBLE BAF?!?! I can like a bubble baf!"
"Great let's go home."
In the car, a small voice pipes up from the back seat and gets louder as he gets more enthused....
"take my clothes off and I can get in bubble baf...I take Piderman shoes off. I CAN get in bubble baf....I can get in MY bubble baf..."
Do you think he's excited?
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On the way home he also pointed out the "banana moon". I was driving and had my eyes on the road, but I knew that the moon was full and couldn't figure out what he was looking at until we crested the hill and I saw the moon, low on the horizon and a bright yellow. I guess it really was a "banana moon"....