* Nixon came to snuggle with Mac and I after his nap. I had rolled over to talk to Mac and Nixon said "MOM, did you just fart?" as I smelled a slight stink. I looked at Mac and said "I think our son just blamed his fart on me!." I asked him "Nixon, did you fart?", he giggled and said "yes". Mac says "He hears us blaming each other or the cats, I guess it was just a matter of time before he started placing blame."
* Nixon: Mommy, can you do me a favor?
me: what kind of favor?
Nixon: Can you clean up my big mess *his toys were all over the living room*
me: No, Nixon, I will not clean up your big mess.
Nixon: aw coconuts.
* Nixon has started "reading" his comic book with Mac and I. He knows the entire first 3 pages, in order and most of the last 2 pages. Color me proud because I love to read and Mac really loves comic books. I'm getting into them on my own, so we're finding a common bond as a family now.
|Nixon takes his favorite comic book to bed with him sometimes...I staged this picture tonight. You are welcome :)|