Dear sweet little Boo turned two.
And, apparently on the same day, a teenager.
I was calling him over to me, “Boo!”.
To which I received his newest word, “WHAT?!“…
He doesn’t say many words yet. It was as though some internal clock went off at the magic age of 2 and told him it’s time to grow up and talk human now.
I just stared at him, like he’d turned attitude-teen literally in the blink of an eye.
(This was some crazy kung fu move he kept doing – it looked hilarious with his diaper shirt hanging out! Way to try be cool, Boo!)
He also had two other new words on his birthday:
“Puppies” and “crackers”, and today he said “Amen” after prayer at dinner.
(This is his “praying” face… Looks oddly the same as his “constipated” face…)
And all was right with the world once again.