The past few weeks Hayden has discovered that Mommy and Daddy have names. He tentatively calls me "Kari" from time to time, and asks me where "Helmut" is. I have to admit that while I laugh it off, I also find it very disturbing. Something about having my 3 year old son calling me "Kari" feels really weird.
After dinner we decided to go for a walk and let Hayden ride his bike to burn off some of his "bad" energy (trust me, it was REALLY BAD).
Helmut: "Hayden, please take your bike out of the garage."
Hayden: picking up is bike helmet, "Daddy, you have to help me put on this helmut first."
Helmet, helmut....same diff.
After dinner we decided to go for a walk and let Hayden ride his bike to burn off some of his "bad" energy (trust me, it was REALLY BAD).
Helmut: "Hayden, please take your bike out of the garage."
Hayden: picking up is bike helmet, "Daddy, you have to help me put on this helmut first."
Helmet, helmut....same diff.
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