OK so tonight, as Liz was leaving after coming over for a great visit, I asked Little Man if he'd kissed her goodbye and he replied, "No, I didn't. She's not my girlfriend, I'm only 6! And you're my mother!"
It was funny.
Though not as funny as his conversation with everyone last night...
Last night he was on the phone with DS and he was also talking to Big T and I as he is prone to do and he went off on this big tangent about how he was going to live in Cuba. And that Cuba was all dirt and that things are expensive and he was picking up things and saying, "Only $500 for this marker" and other various items.
And he was putting on a touch of a fake accent.
I was laughing so hard that I was crying.
Anyway, that's my boy :>
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