On Monday we were getting ready to pick my mom up to spend the day with us and Timmy told me, "Mommy sit in back seat, Timmy DRIIIIIIVE!"
On Monday night, Timmy ripped his shorts off, balled them up, threw them across the room and yelled, "He shoots! He SCOOOORES!! YES!" Thank you, Twist, on Fresh Beat Band.
This morning as I changed his diaper, he told me, "There's a sheep!"
"There's a sheep?" I ask.
"Yes!"
"Where is the sheep?"
"In my bum bum!" He grins.
"There's a sheep in your bum bum?"
"Yes!"
That poor sheep.
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