After sledding down the giant hill. "That was funny, let's go again!"
Moves all the pieces on the potato head sideways and says, "Look I'm a Picasso!"
Whenever I am talking about anyone we love like grandpa or dad he adds, "and Nancy!" (his 42 year old best friend)
Maxx: Mom, the monsters, the monsters! (acting like something is urgent and pulling me to come see)
Me: What monsters?
Maxx: Monsters Incorporated
And for a moment there I thought he may have developed a solid normal-kid fear... nope, just his zombie like love for all things animated and an amazing ability to pronounce Incorporated.
Me: Maximus do you want to watch monkeys?
Maxx: Tarzan.
My mistake :)
2 comments:
Picasso? Really? He must take after his father...
Funny, because when I tell him to do something he curls up in the fetal position and mumbles quietly to himself. At least I have 1 nephew that doesnt fear me.
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