I am pitifully yelping from the living room. Isaac comes running in, shedding his towel from the shower, and yells, "I am here now, what seems to be the problem?!". He has his hands on his hips like a superhero and his face is dead serious. I proceed to tell him that his daddy is snapping mommy with a towel, and Isaac shakes his head and says...
"That's just crazy talk, mom. Just crazy talk."
I don't know when my child began speaking like an adult, but I am thoroughly enjoying it.
So far...
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