So...we're sitting at the dinner table tonight chatting with Blake. He likes to assign animals to us...."Daddy...you're a cheetah!....I'm an elephant....Mama, you're a ....." "Fox?" I finish for him. He says, "No mama, you're a dog!" Nice.....
Blake had a bit of a cold over the weekend and rather enjoys taking his medicine. I gave him a spoonful of motrin, he barely has it swallowed and says, "Thanks mama, I feel better now."
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