The other night I was laying in bed watching t.v. with Ethan.
He looked at me sweetly and said, "I wike yur dress!" referring to my nightgown. (which is not old lady looking BTW. Just had to clear that up.)
I smiled and told him what a sweet boy he was to notice mommy's nightgown. He grinned ear to ear, very proud of himself.
While I'm sure you do not find this as entertaining as I, my mind immediately thought of my sister. One morning when we were little, Mom was making pancakes. Lindsay was clearly in a foul mood and yelled at mom for burning the pancakes. To this day Mom says they weren't burnt they were just brown like any normal pancake.
Lindsay stomped out of the room crying, turned to my mom and yelled, "AND I THINK YOUR NIGHTGOWN IS UGLY!"
We still laugh about it and now I can tease my mom that my child LIKES my nightgown.
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