Cass's Tribute to the Beatles:
And he's been making up gestures to go with.
(Either that, or he's recounting the faces of everyone in the grocery store today when he flew down the stairs (the bathroom is on another level) and screamed at the top of his lungs 'I pooped, Momma!')
Ladies and gentlemen, my son the unembarrased. We're so proud.
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See Jess, it's moments like these that I can't wait to happen to me!!! I want to have things that I can completely crack up at later on in life cause it's so darn cute!!!
Heh. When Alex was about 3 years old, I had taken him to get some dinner at this pizza place around the corner from our flat. We were sitting in a booth, near the bar that just happened to be a college-goy hangout (I was 22 at the time and very single) and he told me he needed to go to the bathroom. I asked him to hold on a second and he stood up on the bench of the booth and said, loudly, for all the cute college boys to hear "Mum, I have to POOP!"
Needless to say, it was a while before I went back there.
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