Horry

Sawyer dropped a "guck" on my foot.  It was remote controlled.  It hurt.

I did the normal thing and yelled, "OOOWWWWW!"

He looked at me with puppy eyes and said something that made me proud.


"Horry."


I'm so proud.  He now uses please, thank you, and sorry the right way.  That's pretty much all you need ;)



I will now ruin that touching moment by showing how much of a weirdo he is.  He kept closing himself in the pantry tonight (it was completely black in there, I didn't turn the light on.)  Every time I opened the door after awhile to get him out, he would be smiling and just say "Hi!" and close the door back on himself. I guess we have a little vampire :-/