Here are some gems from Matthew in the last 12 hours.
"Hey Shelley! What are these?" as he points to a box of tampons on the kitchen table, of course. "Um, go ask your mom." "what are they called!?!" "TAMPONS!" .... (pitter patter to living room) "HEY MOM! can I have a Pampon!" "no! play your video game, kid!"
Matthew often sleeps on the floor beside my bed, and he often ends up practically underneath my bed. Last night, I could feel his little feet pushing underneath my mattress:
"Matthew, please stop kicking my bed."
"Mom, I'm not. You must just have gas."
This kid slays me, every day. and I love him all the more for it.
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