Me to Marty: I think I might take Emily and Drew to the P-A-R-K today.
Drew: I want to go to the P-A-R-K.
I thought I would have a few more years of spelling out words before getting called out.
I am not sure he knew what the P-A-R-K was, but he knew he wanted to go!
Drew, my second-born, is my "too" baby. It always gives us quite a laugh to hear him tack on a slightly higher-pitched "too" to the end of his sentences. Maybe he's agreeable. Maybe he doesn't want to get left out of the action. Regardless, it makes me smile!
"I want a cookie, too."
"I go down the slide, too."
"I took a nap, too."
"I want to get down, too."
"I want a leaf, too."
While waiting at the doctor's office today for my yearly physical, imagine my surprise when I looked up and saw this sign on the wall? Recognize these two adorable babies?