Over the weekend, we drove to Iowa for a visit.
During the last 15 minutes of the drive, as we turned down the country road, Henry says, "Momma, turn on your lights!"
I say, "my lights are on, it's just dark in the country!"
I love being away from the light pollution of the city.
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A few other favorites:
When he's in agreement, Henry says "very exactly"
If something is messy, it's getting "all everywhere"
Lately, I've been told that "these are my choices" and when he follows my direction, it's accompanied by a very resigned and deflated "fine"
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