This just happened minutes ago. JL was getting NHL ready for bed. Just after getting off the potty he said the following to daddy:

“Daddy, look at my penis. . . it’s growing. And my nose, and my head, and my toes, and my belly!”

Then he grabbed his crotch and said “Look a hot dog!”

*sigh* Boys and their toys ;)

Then this afternoon I was holding JSL and talking to him. Suddenly I burped in his little face (I swear it’s the boy influence in the house). The next thing I know he’s laughing at me. Not just smiling, but cooing and giggling with lots of smiles. Since then I keep trying to fake burp, but he apparently knows the difference.

C’est Moi