Last week G$ started saying "nana." Cutest smartest thing ever. Until today when he woke up screaming unconsolably from his nap. Told me he needed to eat. Sat in the high char and re-started screaming for a NANANANANANA. No, I'm not torturing him. But no one needs 3 nana's in 2 days.
Exorcisms involve glasses of wine, right?
3 comments:
nanananana!
fun huh?
how appropriate...he has a monkey on his shirt.
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