Reed is getting to be more of a talker every day. I marvel at all the things that he comes up with. Sometimes my heart melts, sometimes I just shake my head. I am already starting to forget them so I thought I’d just document a few.
The sweet:
Reed: “I LOOOVE this, Mommy. It is VERRRY GOOD!” (referring to dinner)Reed: (hugs me) “We are BEST FRIENDS!”
The defiant:
Me: “Stop that right now!”Reed: “That IS appropriate.” (referring to his actions)
Me: “No Reed, that is NOT appropriate.”
The inquisitive:
Reed: “What are those ducks doing over there?”Me: (driving) “What ducks?”
Reed: “Over there, in the duck swimming pool.” (pond)
Reed: “Baby Jesus will share his birthday cake with me?”
The reinterpretative:
Me: “That's a pillow case.”Reed: “That's a pillow quesadilla."
Me: “Reed, I need space.”
Reed: “I need a spaceship."
