Oy.
Why can I never find time to post all the cute things KB does and says?
Last night as we were sitting down to dinner, I asked S. what he wanted to drink. He asked me to pour him a glass of Odwalla PomaGrand juice, which he pronounced "Poma-Grahn-Day".
And what do we hear from the peanut gallery?
"I need a Grande Latte, Daddy!"
OK, dear, that's enough drive-through Starbucks visits with the toddler in the backseat.
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