Biscuit is tripping me out this afternoon.
After a morning full of drama, Biscuit took a long nap and seems to be in a better mood.
We just read a book where he named (with no help) a volcano, a brontosaurus, a T-Rex and a pterodactyl.
Then he picked up a book about shapes, and upon seeing an orange oval, he said, "Orange oval. I got 'nother oval." Then he went to his toy bucket, picked up a red football, brought it over to me and said, "Red oval, Mama."
He opened a basket of plastic animals he has and pulled out a little, green frog.
"Look, Mama, a tree fwog," Biscuit said.
"Cool, a frog," I said.
"NO, Mama. A TREE fwog." Well, excuse me, Mr. Smarty Pants.
A morning of drama has slid into an evening of amazement at how much a kid can learn in just 2 years.
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