The Wee Wild One was acting more crazy than usual at bedtime last night and I was at my limits with him. I gave him choices, took away privileges and finally just stopped talking. When he was finally snuggled in...and looking so adorable I just wanted to squeeze him...I laid down next to him and this is the conversations we had:
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Oh no. He's another one of us. This is serious trouble.
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