This afternoon Mom and I were doing school in the living room when John came running in, just home from an outing with Grandma Jeannie. He jumped up into Mom's lap and gave her a squeeze and a kiss. Mom laughed and said, "Well, you're just my little honey-bun!"
John looked at her blankly, deciding whether or not he liked the idea of being a 'honey-bun.'
Then he smiled as if he got a joke, ran over to me, gave me a squeeze and kiss and said, "Meg, you're just my little tasty-chewable!"
Since then he's been running around to everyone calling them, "My lovable', 'my cucumber,' and so on.
What to do with a brother like this??
-m-
1 comment:
haha thats so cute! my little sis used to call everyone "My love" when she asked for something like "Lena my love you would get me some water?" it was so cute:)
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