I can remember Cooper yelling at me when he was about the age that Carter is now. At the time I wondered what he could possibly be saying/thinking/vocalizing. Now, that super Coop is the ripe old age of 4.5, I am perfectly happy not knowing what Carter is thinking as he is screaming at me. I hear every thought that comes to Cooper's dear mind. Some of which, I really don't care for or need to know. (Like the noises he is able to produce from... wherever.) (Or, the fact that I am the meanest mommy.) (OR, that he HATES, blah, blah, blah.)
Nope, right now I am loving the fact that Carter only has a handful of coherent words. Cooper more than makes up for his brother's lack of.
Love & Laughter,
abby
What's that saying about how at first we're so eager for them to talk and walk and then later, we just wish they'd sit down and be quiet for a minute?! :)
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