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Apparently, he writes with a lisp, too. I love him.

Right now, it's 10PM. My little boys have been in their beds for 2 hours. And have spent the last hour and a half laughing, jumping from one bed to the other, reading books, and playing with light sabers.

So, so, so naughty. And I have no motivation to get out of bed to stop it. Lucky for them.

Comments

HAPPYHANERHOME said…
That is good stuff. You have to keep that forever and ever and ever. That is seriously great.
Neva said…
I love that boy!
Aimee said…
I love it!! I have always hate the whole special thing that kids go through..but when it is put like that...I love that boy.
kellymccaleb said…
that's priceless
Reynolds Family said…
That is so cute! I just love little boys and yours are especially adorable!
brooke said…
That is so cute. I bet that notebook is special. I love that you didn't stop your boys when you heard them playing late at night. My sister and I used to stay up so late in our room giggling and playing and those are my favorite memories of childhood. BTW, We have a slight obsession with light sabers at our house too. Luke has 4 now and is jonesing for a fifth. Also, we brought home the big-daddy play set from Costco today. Sam is very afraid.
Katie D. said…
I love the written stuff from this age....so cute and entertaining!
grandma jojo said…
so cute. i love that boy too.
grandpa brad would like to play light sabers with them.
Maddy said…
Like sister like brother, he takes after me with the lisp AND staying up for a couple of hours before going to bed :)
Deby said…
Too, too, too cute. So glad you saved it.
Glad you are saving this CUTE, CUTE ♥ book that he will be grateful that you did when he grows up.
PS~Erin said…
This is absolutely precious.

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