I turned on the TV one morning last week and a commercial was on showing a cat frolicking through a meadow. I think it was a commercial for cat food, or kitty litter, or something. Anyway, Brady looks at the TV and says "Dog." I say, "No, that' s a cat." Brady walks over to the TV, puts his finger on the cat on the screen, turns to look at me and says, "Dog." I stand corrected.
His pediatrician says she thinks he will be opinionated. I think she's right.
Friday, August 24, 2007
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