Last week I was changing Nate’s clothes and absentmindedly singing as his little legs were going buck wild. “1, 2 skip to my lou. 1, 2 skip to my lou. 1, 2 skip to my lou… skip to my lou my darlin’.” Okay, I’ve just looked-up the words to this song and apparently I have gotten almost none of them right.
Jakey comes barreling into the room, “No Baby Nake a dolly, Mama. Baby Nake no a dolly.”
“What? A dolly? Oh, I said a darlin’. Yeah, clearly Baby Nake is not a dolly.” Good catch Jakey.
Later on that night Jacob decided something about his dinner was seriously gag and cough-inducing. The theatrics were Oscar-worthy, complete with eye rolling and precarious swaying. “Look Drama Queen, that’s enough.”
“I no a Drama Queen. No. I’m Jacob!”
Baby Nate is not a dolly, but Jakey is definitely a Drama Queen.
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