"Mama can I sit up here, pleeeeease?"
I made some noodle soup with chicken and bok choy and he ate two bowls of it. He got soup all over the front of his sweater from trying to drink the soup from the bowl.
After coming home from school he kept asking me who was coming over. I don't know, who's coming over? He says, "Why nobody's coming to our house? I like when friends are coming over. Can Auntie Ma-cole come to our house? I very want her to come to our house." Why? "Because I love her, I want to give her kisses and hugs." So I called her and had him repeat what he said to me. He did for the most part. I love that he likes people to come over. So do I.
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