Csara
Ok, so remember how I was talking about boys and their gibberish the other day? Well, I have an even better one for you. Wednesday morning, my little boy and I came downstairs to have breakfast. When we were done eating, I went to sit on my big leather chair in our family room with a cup of coffee while I assumed little boy would start playing, as usual. Instead, he tells me to move so he can line up his cars....