Tonight Braden ran into the kitchen and slipped on the hardwood floor: "Mom, this floor is icy!" (I think he meant "slick.") :)
Baby sister has been uncomfortable due to teething. Big bro must have noticed the extra cuddles and attention she's been getting. . . tonight B climbed into my lap and said, "My teeth hurt, Mommy." (I think he was hoping for some extra cuddles and attention too -- and maybe even a does of children's Tylenol, which he thinks is the best stuff ever.)
As I was rocking E to sleep, B kept coming in and "bothering." I finally called out to Billy: "Hey Bill, can you get him out of here?" Braden (apparently fearing the "wrath" of Daddy), quickly left E's room and called out,"Bill, I AM out of here."
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