Tonight, on the eve of Carson's 2nd birthday, he gave us quite the laugh! I will preface it by saying that I really have been needing to shave. The conversation went like this...
C- What's this? (pointing to my armpit)
Me- It's my armpit.
C- It's a mess! (pointing to stubble)
Us- Excessive laughter
Oh goodness. You're right, sweet boy. Let's go take a shower so Momma can shave her mess...right after I stop laughing.
Another funny from last week...
Carson has started telling me that the litter box is "Dada poopoo!" Where does he come up with this stuff? I'm about 99.9% positive that my husband does not poop in the cat box! Carson, on the other hand, is convinced that it's Dada's.
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