I’m proud of you for going potty.
—Micah, to Mama
I’m proud of you for going potty.
—Micah, to Mama
MrH: “What were you and Dada celebrating?”
Mama: “When?”
MrH: “What were you celebrating?”
Dada: “When were we celebrating?”
MrH: “No…what were you celebrating?”
Mama: “What are you talking about, Micah?”
MrH: “I’m talking about what were you celebrating?”
Mama & Dada: “…”
“Did you know you can eat the icing!?”
“Where is a good place to sit down and go potty?”
“Uhhh…you!”
“Hey! Are those alligators eating me up?”
“Yeah!”
“I’ll eat you up, I love you so!”
“No! Not yet!”
“Not yet?”
“No! I’m Micah!” *falls down, crawls into pile of laundry*
“I have old shoes.”
“What?”
“These are old shoes.”
“I don’t think they’re old shoes.”
“Yes. I just told you. These are old shoes.”