[Anderson] Mom are my eyes black?
[Mom] No baby, they are a yummy chocolaty brown.
a week later....
[Anderson] Mom are my eyes black?
[Mom] No baby, they are a yummy chocolaty brown...
[Anderson] Mom, are you sure they aren't black?
[Mom] Yes, I'm sure. Why do you think that?
a shrug....
a week later....
[Anderson] Mom are my eyes black?
[Mom] No baby...??? Anderson, do you want your eyes to be black?
[Anderson] Yes!! I want to be mean and you have to have black eyes.
[Mom] Oh, yes, your eyes are black as coal!!!
[Anderson with big eyes and claws] Rarrrrrr!
Sitting on the barstool in the kitchen....
[Anderson] Mommy, you are my princess.
[Mom] Aahhh, thank you buddy. I love you.
[Anderson] I love you Mommy, more than you love me. And you are MYY princess.
[Mom - speechless]
a few days later....
[Anderson yelling from another room] "Mommy! ... Mommy! ...I mean, my princess!"
[Mom] Oh, yes honey!??!
So, now instead of saying, "moooom" hey says "my princess" most of the time.
And, finally.
[Mom] Good morning buddy!
[Anderson - waking up in his batman jammies] Mommy, don't call me Anderson. I'm batman because I protect you from the Monsters!
Our super fabulous babysitter is one of my good friends Mom's. She is from Mexico and raised 5 children. She totally loves Anderson, too. She refers to the kids as "Lexi, Ainsley and The Boy."
My heart is sooo swollen.
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