Yesterday, my son asked me to come over to him. Then he grabbed my hands and pulled down indicating he wanted me to come down to his level. Usually when he does this he wants me to pick him up, or sit in my lap. Instead, he reached up and placed something on my head. So, I took it off. It was a googly eye that came off a craft project. I gave it back to him, and he put it on top of my head again. So, I let it fall off my head and stood up. He repeated the process, and then laughed.
I am not sure where this kid gets his sense of humor. I do know that he has one, and that he is committed to executing his jokes. Heaven help us in a few years when he is older.
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