Thursday, February 25, 2010

Josh came up to me today fussing about wanting to go outside. The poor little guy has been sick and I kept telling him he couldn't go out. He kept saying "Mama, old a, old a, Mama." I had no idea what that meant. He asked for my boots, which he likes to wear and his shoes, his coat. I couldn't find my boots and so finally I said, "Okay, we can go outside for a minute, but I will hold ya so your feet don't get cold." He nods his little head and says, "old a." I bust up laughing as I realize I say "I'll hold ya" all the time and this is what he thinks he needs to say to get picked up. You never realize what you say until you have a toddler copying you.

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