He's at that age when these beautiful little jewels come naturally:
Oliver: "What's your phone number Sophia?"
Sophia: "Four-two-nine-seven..."
Oliver: "Those are such lovely numbers!"
In the morning when I open the shades, Oliver looks out the window and says: "There's the world!"
Mama: "Oliver, you're such a big boy!"
Oliver: "I'm not a big boy. I'm a man!" Pause, "Who can knit with knitting needles!"
Thursday, July 2, 2009
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