Thursday, November 19, 2009

hereditary hyperbole

Nate came into the kitchen as I was making dinner tonight. I did what seemed most natural at the time: picked him up, turned him upside down, sang a silly song, and tickled his belly. As I set him down and he trotted off I heard him say to himself, Ahhhh... that was the best thing ever.

Now where on earth would he have learned that phrase? ;)

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