"Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom. I want to play a game right now. Moooom, I want to watch Bob the Builder. Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom. Mom, I want to make stars (jell-o stars). Mom, (now in a song) I want to make staaarrsss! Mom, mom, moooooom I want to play church games! Mom, why don't you just chase me now? Mom, mom, mom, we need to look out for bad guys. Moooooommm they are trying to get us!!! MOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM"
"Mom, mom, moooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmm."
All the while he's climbing on me, poking me, kicking me (lightly).
This whole conversation (one-sided, by him) happened in 2 minutes while I was checking my email. And it's not even 8:30 am.
It's going to be a great day!
Gotta love this kid.
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