"Oh yea, a BIG truck, huh?"
"Yeah, Mommy, wif big lights, just like my Dad's."
(we're still working on the "th" sound)
His hands are making that BIG gesture, so big I thought he might crack himself in the head.
"Oh, sounds nice."
"You know, Mommy, I already am bigger, I mean when I get really bigger, that's when I'm gonna get that BIG truck."
He wants to be big so bad. Today I will try to start accepting that!
Peace.
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