After I put M. to bed, I came downstairs to the family room to find my husband reading to L.
While this was a sweet sight, both my husband and my favorite part of the day was when we were driving home. The boys were in the back seat arguing about what is a big problem and what is a little problem.
L: "No that is NOT a big problem. My teeth...my nose...in a tree! That's a big problem!"
M: "I get it wight. You don't get it wight"
L: "I get it RED!"
