Jack's imagination was really on a roll tonight. We had one of his favorite food groups - pizza. At one point, the crust was a fish attacking a dinosaur. Then, he turned the crust vertical and said what sounded like, "Crap." Mike and I looked at each other.
"Crap?" I nervously asked as we tried to decipher what he was trying to say.
"Giraffe?" Mike asked.
"Uh, huh," replied Jack. "Giraffe."
Mike and I both sighed, relieved that Jack had not uttered his first bad word, at least we think he didn't.
Our life with Jack and Liam as we continue to build our family through adoption.
1 comment:
At least it didn't sound like truck;)
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