I had just finished cutting some homemade bread (ok...freezer bread that I baked)....I set the knife down. Blake walks in a little later and says, "Momma, you shouldn't leave that knife sitting there, because me or Cora might get it."
Last night we were at a party at Mike Keinath's for dinner. We are all out in the garage, getting ready to eat. Blake is sitting at the table, waiting for Tom to bring his plate of food to him. Tom is in line, waiting for the people in front of him...all of a sudden you hear Blake yell from across the room..."Hey Dad..where's my food? Why are you just standing around? Get my food!"
Today after I was telling him to hurry up and get in the car, he turns and says, "I am! Man alive!"
I may have put this one in a previous blog...but his other favorite line lately is (after he gets in trouble), "Geez mom..you don't have to be so mad about it."
Cora has really picked up on the talking! She will repeat almost anything. She still won't say Da-da....so she now calls him Papa instead! :-)
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