Every now and then, the little ones catch you in ways you don't expect.
While singing Sam "Hush, Little Baby", I got to the "...and if that looking glass gets broke..." and Sam looks at me and says, "Gets broken."
Yes, sir...
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Julie: What was in that glass?
Sam: My eggnog.
Julie: Oh, from lunch?
Sam: No, from eggs.
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I had to shovel after Sam went down the other night, and apparently the sounds of me shoveling and the garage door opening (I needed to put the car away for the night) woke him up, and while Julie was talking to him, he asked why the car needed to be put back into the garage.
"Because that's where the car sleeps," she said.
"The car is sleeping?" Sam asked.
"Yes," Julie answered.
"Mama," Sam intoned. "Cars don't have eyes."
Mama, cars don't have eyes.
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