It was with great interest that I watched Nicholas pretend to punch in the code that he can barely reach to the daycare classrooms the other day. When the door opened, I figured he had caught one of the moments that the thing had not hooked all the way closed.
They rushed in.
Then, when he did it again the next day, I asked.
"Nicholas, how do you know the code?"
"I watch. I'm like a spy."
But of course.
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How does he like his chocolate milk? Shaken, not stirred?
It follows then...
Nicholas: "Mommy, do you know what I would like for Christmas?"
Suz: "No, what would that be Nicholas?"
Nicholas: "A CROSSBOW!!! Can I get a CROSSBOW???!!!"
So quietly proud.
Any random friend of Nicholas:
"I thought you said your dog didn't bite"
Nicholas: "Zhat is nut my dug"
You need to show Nick old Inspector Clouseau movies :-)
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