tonight before bed, Sam was on his way to turn on the table lamp on his bedside table. I flipped the overhead light off before he got there (on purpose–I like to torture my kids) and he said,
"HEY!"
"Oh, sorry." I said, turning it back on. And off again.
"HEEEYYYY!!!" he shouted.
"SORRY!" I said, giggling. I added, "And so you know, kid, HEY is for HORSES."
A few minutes go by before he comes back with,
"uh, moooooommmm, A is for apples. H is for horses."
How do I argue with that one?
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Cammeron - He is way to smart for his own good.
I see a problem on your hands.