#1 The other day mom was hollering around the house checking to see if anyone needed their diaper changed. Owen and I still haven't figured out why she does this because inevitably we say "no, no poops" every time. We think she just likes to hear herself holler. She checked with Owen first and he gave her the standard "no, no poops" and then she asked me....I thought I'd be cheeky, because sometimes I just am...cheeky. I said "no, I'm fresh". I like it when mom laughs.
#2 Sometimes, er....most weekends we go to the Butterfly Cafe for breakfast. Nana and Papa get their first and order for us so we don't have to wait very long. Owen's not much of a waiter. I on the other hand can wait for my food and then when I'm done eating I also like to pretend that I'm a waiter and insist on busing my own plate to the kitchen. We go to the Butterfly so often that they now know this about me and are often waiting for me to bring it to them. For some reason they never let me go all the way into the kitchen. Only to the door. Hmmm, maybe next week.
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