We were having a perfectly normal morning the other
day. The four of us getting started on
breakfast and Reed was wondering around the kitchen. Then he said to no one in particular, “I want
some sex”.
Mike and I immediately looked at each other- both of our
eyes wide in surprise! Both of us wondering where he heard that, because we
have fallen victim to him repeating things we say at random times. In my mind I kept thinking… Did I say that in front of him? Why would I
say that in front of him?!
So I said, “Reed, what did you just say?” he repeats, “I
want some sex.” I said, “Who said that, Reed? Who said they want that?”
Then he looked at me like I was the funny one, and said, “Me.
I’m hungry for some sex. Do you want some sex, Dad? Mom, are you hungry for some sex?”
I told him it was none of his business. But really, now I’m
beginning to wonder what he’s really saying. Finally, he says, “I want some sex for
breakfast!” and it clicks. Chex cereal.
He wanted some Chex for breakfast.
Decker is getting to be very affectionate. Not just “hold
me” stuff, but he wants to dish out some hugs. Being on the receiving end of
one of these purely Decker-initiated-hugs, is one of the best things.
Especially when he gives a little pat on your back with his hand.
He’s toddling around the house like a champ these days and
climbing the playgrounds like a big boy.
He wants to be involved with the other kids and do whatever Reed’s
doing, too.
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