My littlest dude, Oliver, always says the craziest things… he’s 5. Sometimes I wonder who he was in a past life. :) He talks about his granddaughter and can sing Roy Orbison songs. A couple of interesting exchanges from last night and this morning.
Oliver: Mumma, I think I am going to give you a nickname. Me: Really? Okay! What is it? Oliver: Amelia Pond. Me: … Then this morning, Oliver had crawled into bed with me while it was still dark and cuddled up, and in a whispery voice said (I’m not making this up)… Oliver: Mumma… Sometimes… […]
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