The other night when I was tucking Gavin into bed, I leaned over and kissed him and whispered, "Goodnight little Pooh Bear." He's pretty use to all of his "pet" names so I just had to laugh when he whispered, "goodnight little Tigger."
I was playing on the floor with Gavin when he was hooking up a trailer to his truck. I told him that I was sad because I didn't have one and he replies "mommy, you can pretend!"
Seriously, is a 2 year old suppose to know this stuff? He blows me away!
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