I say “Good morning, peanut.”
“Mommy! Hi! T-Rex! RAWWWRRR!” he babbles.
He says “Watch Dino Train.” It’s a statement, not a request.
I say “Oh you want to want to watch Dinosaur Train?”
“’kay,” he says, like it was your idea and he’s just going along with it.
We finish reading “Go nie nie moon,” get in his sleep sack and turn down the light.
He says, “Rock baby. Couple min. ‘kay.”
I say “I love you the most in the whole wide world.”
“How why worl!” he chirps.