NapjunkieMom

Robert was at the dinner table when he said "I love you." Since he was looking down at his food when he said that, I asked him if he was telling that to his stir-fry. He grinned and then said, "What are you doing tomorrow, stir-fry?"

Robert had a shirt that he refused to have buttoned. His excuse: "I am Tortellini. Tortellini does not button his shirt!"

Jonny doesn't care that the bakery made a mistake.

I thought it was quite a coup that I found car-shaped candles for Robert's birthday. He said for his next birthday, he'd wants helicopters. At least I have a year to look for them.

Robert talks all day long, and his voice gets higher pitched the later in the day it gets. By bedtime, it can hurt the ears. I'm convinced the kid probably talks all night, and we just can't hear it, but the neighborhood dogs probably can.

Jim and Robert were wrestling this evening, as a manly bonding event, and Robert had his shirt off. Jim decided to take his shirt off too, and Robert said "Daddy, put your shirt back on. I don't want to look at that."

Robert has a poster of flags of the states in his room. He's memorized them, and refers to them numerically. We met someone recently from Missouri, and he said "Oh, that's the 25th state." We had to take his word for it.