Dawson told me last night: "Mom, my hiney is burping & it smells like gas."
This was his prayer the other night: "Dear God, thank you for Jesus, thank you for our walls & doors...we love you God. Amen."
The other day Dawson & I were playing Hungry Hippo when he knocked one of the balls on the floor. He told me to pick it up. I told him, "No, you knocked it down, you need to pick it up." We went back & forth for a bit. Then, he slid down out of his chair to pick it up...rolled his eyes...and said under his breath "for crying out loud." I nearly died. I say this phrase ALL the time...but it sounded so much worse coming out of his mouth. Oh my.
Andi just grabbed my face today with both of her hands & said "LOOK AT ME. NOOOOO Crying. Thank you." Then, she let go of me & walked away.