Fletcher’s new favorite thing is fake burping. So lovely. He walks around the house all day long saying:
It dries me crazy. He came down the stairs this morning going urp, urp, urp and I made a comment about it being his favorite word. He smiled and jumped into my lap, threw his arms around my neck and said “No it isn’t. Mommy is my favorite word!”
Can you see the grin on my face? That boy has totally got my number.