“Nathan, does you dump truck belong on the kitchen counter?” I asked Nathan as he rolled his dump truck all along my freshly cleaned, pristine counter. I am now wary of him rolling his toys along surfaces where I put food after the pooping incident we had just the other day. “No?” he said as …
By the way, the other day when I fed Nathan some baked asparagus I made to go along with our lunches, he gingerly picked up one of the asparagus stalks and said, “Tree?” as he popped it into his mouth. “Mmmmm good tree!” he exclaimed as he chewed it. He also does the same thing …
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