DS is killing me with cuteness. He's quiet, so I feel like I don't talk about him as much because he doesn't get into crazy antics. He plays with fridge magnets, he plays with cars, he builds with blocks. He's two, YKWIM?
Well, he's been talking up a storm, so now we have a window into what's going on in his head, and he is killing me. When DD pitches a fit about no iPad until homework is done: "Not nice, sister! Enough, sister!" Driving through our neighborhood: "Spider gone. Halloween, all done! Happy Thanksgiving, gobble gobble." On and on, I could fill a page.
Plus this morning, the sun finally came out!