Last week, while watching some clips from the Royal Wedding, I explained to Jonah that Kate was marrying a prince, so she was going to be a princess. He told me, referring to my wedding pictures, "we have pictures upstairs from when you were a princess!". Sweet, huh?
A few nights later, he came downstairs after he should have already been in bed complaining that a woodpecker pecked him and it hurt. He had seen a woodpecker at the park, he told me, but he didn't elaborate on whether or not that was when he got pecked or if the woodpecker was loose in his bedroom. Either way, it was so much better than Skyler's excuse a few minutes earlier (Skyler, too, had a scab, but he didn't bother to explain how he got it).
It's a good thing he says such cute and sweet things so that I do not throw him out the window when he graffitis my couch and wall.
Life with Skyler, Jonah, Oliver, and Georgia
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