Caleb (4): Mom, today I made a mess with the toys, I hit my brother, I hid the kitty in the basement, I spilled the milk, I pooped in my pants, and I wrote on the walls. Lots of bad stuff today.
Mom: Yup.
Caleb: Mom, when I’m eight all the bad stuff goes away. Did you notice that?
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he he– well, tell him while he’s at it, he might as well get it all in BEFORE he turns eight!!!
face-it sounds like he is already trying!!! Oh to have him around would just be too much fun at our house!!!!
Ooh – I HOPE SO!!!
This is cute and touching at the same time.