While my son truly is a mama's boy, if you spend a few minutes with our family you will quickly see who has the greatest influence over his behaviour. Dad. Sam mimics the way Erik stands, how his hands hold his head at the dinner table, unfortunately how he dances and last but certainly not least how he talks. From sports throw downs to everyday lingo my kid is picking up all the "daddyisms".
Sam has announced in public that "he has to go lay a big turd" , nice. At least once a day he moons me. Erik has already been lamenting how Sam is ruining all his fun, as he has to give up all of his bad habits. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised with what he said to be in the grocery store check out.
Sam, Shiloh and I had made a trip into the city to shop, it had been a long day and his behaviour had been less than stellar. I had both him and Shi in the cart as we went through the checkout so I didn't have to chase him around. I was staring off into space, likely imagining the big class of wine I wanted to drink when I got home, when a little hand reached out honked my right breast and I heard my Sam say "Hey Babes!". I turned to look at him and ask him what he had just done but I was having considerable trouble keeping the smile off my face. The young man behind me thought it the funniest thing and Sam knew that he had a winner. I now have to be careful to stay at least 2 feet away to save myself from the honk. He has replaced mommy for babes....we are going to have to have a talk.
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oh billie....or should i say "babes"?
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