Mali: Daddy you make me yaff! (Laugh)
A few weeks ago I noticed Mali had some bruises on his leg. I asked him about them...
Me: Mali, where did these bruises come from?
Mali: From da boys.
Me: The boys? What boys?
Mali: Da boys in nursey (nursery).
Later that night as Jesse was putting Mali to bed he asked to take some boys with him. Jesse came out and told me that he asked for boys and we realized he meant toys!
Mali: Mommy do you make me yaff?
Me: I do. Do you make me laugh?
Mali: (As we got into the car...) Mommy it is hot in here. Turn on dee abc. (Turn on the A/C!)
Mali: Mom tickle my belwe! (Belly)
I don't have hiccups Mommy. I yust have burpies.
I yike to dance Mommy!
I yike to make Youie yaff!
I was working on something in the bathroom and couldn't get it fixed. Mali comes in...
Mali: Mommy what are you doing?
Me: Trying to fix this.
Mali: Yust let daddy do it when he tums home. Daddy will have to fix it.
When anybody gives him something...he says: Sank you. And when he really wants me to do something he will add "pease".
I can't believe Mali will be three in less than two weeks. Time is going so fast, it is unbelievable. I sure love him (and Olivia) and am so grateful to be their mother.