My Clive is a darling little peanut. I'm fully aware of his charms over me. I'm helpless when he speaks in his sweet little 3 year old voice and *explains* something to me.
Like yesterday, we were eating lunch which included leftover peas. The conversation went something like this . . .
Chloe: "Mama, I'm your sweet pea, right?"
Me: "Yes! You're all my sweet peas."
Clive: "Not me! I'm a BIG pea. See because I'm big and because I'm a pea. Because I just ate a pea. Like this, see?" (explained with accompanying gestures)
And when he SINGS he notches up the darling-ness to ridiculous heights. Here's an example of him singing one of our favorite bedtime songs, If I Were a Butterfly. Lyrics altered by Clive.
1 comment:
0h my goodness, that was just too sweet! Love it!
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