Tonight, as I was putting the finishing touches on the boys' Halloween costumes with my trusty glue gun, Ollie amazed me by saying "MAMA!" and then, when I turned around to look at him, signing for "EAT!"
To his credit, he was buckled into his high chair, it was getting on towards 5:30 in the p.m., and -- what's this? -- I had yet to produce a pureed delicacy for Prince Ollie to eat? Shame, shame.
So he took it upon himself to call me out on this infraction by blowing me away with a double whammy:
"MAMA! ... EAT!"
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