I guess it's all about communication in our home lately.
Cookie Monster is starting to voice his opinions more. Guess he realizes he needs to add to the chaos and noise. So, the pacifier ("bass" as he calls it) is starting to come out and words are flowing.
When asked who had the gas problem in the van on the way home, the two oldest shook their heads no.
Cookie Monster's reply: "Me."
After the dog barfed AGAIN, Cookie Monster went from room to room saying, "Lily barf, Lily barf."
Guess that's better than some of Farmer Boy's first sentences. I think they sounded something like "daddy moron." Oops, wonder where he got that from???
Dad, right.
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