My sweet little Brecken has started to tell me that I am beautiful several times a day. I have to admit, I love it. Branson had a conversation with him about it at lunch yesterday. It went like this:
Brecken: You're beautiful mom.
Branson: Are you beautiful Brecken?
Breck: No, I'm not a girl. I'm cute.
Branson: Are girls cute?
Breck: Girls are smart.
I think this boy will go far. At two years old he already knows that girls are smart and beautiful AND he knows he is supposed to tell them they are smart and beautiful.
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I love it!
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