Hank is really starting to speak very clearly. He has a lot to say, and there is no hesitation in the conversation. He does not search for words. The words just flow.
Yesterday, he was getting a treat for going potty. He was suppose to give Charlie one too. The first time he did. The second time, this is what I heard.
Me: Hank, give Charlie one.
Charlie: AHHHHH, he didn't give me one. He ate both of them.
Hank: You not go potty. You have to potty.
Today, everyone was playing and tattling, playing and tattling, playing and tattling. We were also getting ready to leave the house, so I was tuning out as much tattling as possible. Until . . .
Hank runs up to me and says: Char-ee, basketball, gone
Me: (I'm trying to ignore him. Hoping they will work it out on their own.)
Hank just continues to say it over and over: Char-ee, basketball, gone
Me: Charlie where is the basketball?
Charlie: Oh, it's behind the red chair.
I go look. He has taken the cover off of the heating and air conditioning vent and put the ball down it.
Me: Charlie, why did you do that?
(Never got a straight answer. It's time to go.)
Me: Just get in the car.
Hank: (In his car seat) Char-ee not go to time out, Char-ee not go to time out, Char-ee not go to time out
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