I had Sunday dinner with my sister-in-law and nephews today. After dinner Wiggles and I were playing while Mom was getting Nabber ready for bed. We were discussing sleeping in the bed vs sleeping on the floor. I laid my head down on Wiggles and the conversation went something like this:
S: "are you going to be my pillow?"
W: "No, An Sanny, I'm not a pillow."
M: "did you say pillow or pickle?"
S: "are you a pickle? you're wearing green."
W: "No, An Sanny. I'm not a pickle."
I love the conversations-legitimate conversations-that I have with my nephew. They are so innocent and everything is so literal and true. If only lines of communication were so open with everyone that I talk to...
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