I've called him Baby-Hen for quite some time now, but for awhile he fought me and would say, "I not Baby Hen!" in his funny little voice. He's okay with me calling him that now.
Yesterday I was talking with him about when he was a baby. I told him that he was in my tummy. He said, "And you said, where's Hemy?" I laughed really hard, and then assured him that I knew where he was.
Today, I reminded him of our conversation yesterday and today's version included him saying, "Let me OUT, Mom. And then I comed out." Maybe that's how it happened?
He's a funny, quirky, little guy, and I love him.
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