All day Cash has been carrying around a bead in one of his fists and asking me to pick a hand. If I choose the wrong hand he tells me to pick another one. When I do and he reveals the bead he says, "You're so smart, mom!" Cute, right? Of course I just had to confiscate the bead because he came to me and said, "Mom, pick an ear..."
Wednesday, December 08, 2010
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Hahaha, oh little Cash. Glad you got the bead back.
Well it could have been, "Pick a nostril". :) I'll look forward to a magic show for Christmas.
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