On this wild and crazy warm-afternoon-turned-freezing-cold-evening, I discovered upon lying down next to Lyle that he was cuddled up in his bed with his new flip-flops for the third night in a row. Pulling them out from under me (because ouch!), I asked laughing, “Oh, Lyle, why do you keep sleeping with these?”
He gave me the sweetest little four year old grin and answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world: “They’re my kitty paw-prints, Mommy.”
Say what you want about age four but when it’s cute, it’s adorable.
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O.M.G. Yes, it is STINKIN’ ADORABLE! 🙂