Watching general conference-
Fred: (crayons in hand) What (one) do you want?
Grandpa: green. I'm going to eat it.
Fred: no! It's yucky!
Gpa: how do you know?
Fred: I are one in nursery. It was yucky.
Me: did you make that toast yourself?
Fred: I push it down...I lift it up (Complete with hand motions)! that's how you make toast!!
Me: That's the prophet!
Fred: that's not his name! He's a mouse!.....I'm just kidding......
Fred: (praying on Easter) "thank you for the father,
Thank you for all my stuff.
In the name of Jesus Christ amen."
Fred: (after I put on my Easter skirt) *gasp!* "Mom you're beautiful!!!"
Fred: (brushing my hair in the morning) "I love your crazy hair." (He's just full ofcompliments lately!!)
Fred: (in a cabinet under our bathroom sink he likes to frequent) "mom you wanna get in w me? I'll scoot."
Fred: (after a very loud swing music concert) "it was too loud. But I liked it!"
Fred: "Stop!! I'm pickin' my yellow nose!"
From his dress up drawer...
No joke...him sleeping. This happens often.
Making friends. He's honestly been playing better with kids, lately!