He calls hot chocolate "chocolate soup" which actually makes a lot of sense.
He is totally paranoid about things being closed because last week we were going to go play at the park but it was closed, then we went over to the church and it was closed, and then we tried to go to the Cheesecake Factory for dinner (on Thanksgiving) but it was closed. He was devastated each time. Now he triple checks with me whenever we go anywhere to make sure it will be open!
Jason loves to "read" signs and any groups of letters or numbers he can find. For instance, he will tell me all the numbers and letters on my license plate, then swipe his finger under them like he is reading and say "Mommy's Vroom".
He has a Christmas list all ready. Every morning he sits me down and very seriously says: "buyit Chuki, buyit Mimivan, buyit Sarge, buyit Tex, buyit Ironman truck". Those are all cars from his favorite movie, except for Ironman truck. I have no idea where he got Ironman truck from.
Brett is so cute and smiley, but he spits up ALL THE TIME. He is constantly soaked. I am constantly soaked. I am constantly cleaning up milk bombs off the floor. At least he gives you a big smile after he projectile vomits on you. It makes up for a lot.
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