Our son is…hilarious. I laugh with him daily. Hubby and I have a hay day exchanging silly Little Man stories at the end of the day. The most hilarious one recently happened early this morning as Hubby went to correct Little Man after he had thrown a play tractor across the room.
Hubby (with his morning breath..we’ve all got it!) got down to his level, got close to Little Man’s face and told him firmly, “We do not throw trucks across the room…”
Little Man sniffed the air and reported back to his Daddy, “Smells like poo poo…”
I laugh so hard out loud right now as I type, just recalling the incident. (Updated to inform that I have hubby’s complete permission to share that story!)
Here are some videos from this MLK holiday morning of our hilarious Little Man being a dancing machine.