The other day Sawyer came to me with a stinky bum, plugging his nose and said, "Mom, I smell horrible."
This morning Sawyer was crying about his binkie (we're trying to get rid of it). He was standing in the kitchen and I noticed a small puddle by his feet, so I asked "What's all over the floor?" He said, "My tears."
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makes me smile :)
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