A conversation with my son
May 25th, 2010A bed-time chat with G. [Imagine a toddler, in his footed jammas, standing in his crib, a “banket” and Nubsie in each hand.]
G: Pease
Me: Please? Please what?
G: Sit
Me: You want me to sit? Ok.
Me: Do you want momma or dada to sit with you tonight?
G: Mama
Me: Ok, I guess I’ll sit with you.
How frikkin’ cool is this? This is the first actual exchange I’ve had with G, and yeah, even though he wasn’t using lots of words we actually had a conversation.
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