Last night, I was getting Roman ready for bed. He had his toothbrush and was mostly chewing on it when, suddenly, he was struck by an idea. He toddled out of the room and returned with his Elmo figurine. "Ba-ba," he explained (his word for baby/Elmo/puppy). Then, very carefully, with Elmo in one hand and his toothbrush in the other, he began to brush around Elmo's mouth.
He looked up and smiled at me. "Ba-ba," he said again.
Elmo needed to get ready for bed too, I guess.
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