Ok, so we were supposed to set our clocks back last night, and for the most part, we did. Except for the one most important clock in the house....Elijahs internal clock! The boy woke up at what was supposed to be 6:30, but is now 5:30. My husband is up too, playing on his xbox360, so that should count for something huh!? Nope, "mommy, I want a cup of milk" "mommy Pate is stinky", "mommy I want breakfast" so guess who gets up to do it, MOMMY!
So an hour into being awake Peyton decides he wants a cup of milk too. So I drag my happy ass into the kitchen and pour a cup of milk. Peyton says "P for Pate" and points to the magnetic letters on the fridge. Elijah being the lil smart ass that he is says "Mommy, I can spell Pate." He grabs the P, puts it in a central location, then starts looking for something, telling me he doesn't need help. I told him I would be right back, I returned to 2 very happy lil boys, and see this .........P8. Get it P eight? He spelled Pate! LOL
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