he must be a boy....
Seeing as how my son makes me happy I thought perhaps I would write about him.
He's sitting here trying to get his whole fist in his mouth and doing a rather good job, except for the fact that every once in a while he bites..well not really bites cuz he doesn't have teeth..He gums down on it and makes a really horrible face, like he just about took a finger off in the process.
But with his little BOY brain instead of registering "That hurts" he has to do it again as many times possbile just to make sure.
I get a chuckle out of it. I usually make fun of him now before he gets too big, by which time I am almost positive he will be able to beat me up (probably around four or so)
He's sitting here trying to get his whole fist in his mouth and doing a rather good job, except for the fact that every once in a while he bites..well not really bites cuz he doesn't have teeth..He gums down on it and makes a really horrible face, like he just about took a finger off in the process.
But with his little BOY brain instead of registering "That hurts" he has to do it again as many times possbile just to make sure.
I get a chuckle out of it. I usually make fun of him now before he gets too big, by which time I am almost positive he will be able to beat me up (probably around four or so)
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I'd comment but I currently have my fist in my mouth....
~D
"boys will be boys..."
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