Will recently turned 3 years old and got a clean bill of health at his checkup. His favorite activities are puzzles, his Batman laptop, whacking his sister, Buzz Lightyear, running full speed into objects or people, and whacking his sister.
His vocabulary is growing more rapidly than Mike and I can keep up with, and he has this cute little lisp (that hopefully will fade over time). It's a game for Mike and I to decipher what it is he's saying sometimes.
The latest interpretation:
Will - "Daddy, I'm foosy. I'm FOOSY!"
[Mike and I look at each other puzzled]
Will - "Daddy... I'M FOOOOSY!!!"
[We still are clueless]
Will - "Daddy, I want leche!"
Ahhh... Spanish we can understand. He's THIRSTY.
Now I've of course decided that's the cutest thing ever... and possibly might start calling Mike 'foosy' as a term of endearment.
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