Eli came screeching down the stairs (safely) the other day to let me know that he had a baseball hat. He was SO excited to have one and I'm really not sure why. The exchange went something like this:
Eli: Daddy! Guess what I have
Me: What, buddy?
Eli: A BASEBALL HAT!!
Me: Really? Let me see
(Rumbling on stairs as he slides down...he runs into the living room)
Eli: See. Look Daddy....I have a baseball hat!
Me: That's great Buddy
Eli: Daddy? Where's your baseball hat?
Me: in the closet
Eli: Can you get it?
Me: Sure...you want me to?
Eli: Yea....Daddy...that's a gweat idea. Let's play baseball.
(I get my hat while Eli yells....)
Eli: Mommy, Mommy!! Me and Daddy are wearing our baseball hats. We are going to play baseball.
And then we go in to the family room and I throw the ball and he misses and then our game degenerates into him playing keep away from me and me chasing him around the house. I'm loving every minute of this.
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