I have always been amazed at the connection my two oldest have. I often find them in deep conversation like an old married couple. These little moments usually occur in the backseat of my car. Here is a recent one.
A little background, we were listening to a "Music is for Aardvarks" CD. The song started, "Hello, Thomas! It's good to see you."
M: Mommy, who is Thomas?
W: Mae, Mae. Pomas (Whitt still has a little lisp. I happen to love it) is a small, blue tank engine with a number one painted on his side.
He said it with all seriousness and respect.
M: Thanks, Whitt.
Every time I think about it I smile!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Pomas aka Thomas
I have always been amazed at the connection my two oldest have. I often find them in deep conversation like an old married couple. These little moments usually occur in the backseat of my car. Here is a recent one.
A little background, we were listening to a "Music is for Aardvarks" CD. The song started, "Hello, Thomas! It's good to see you."
M: Mommy, who is Thomas?
W: Mae, Mae. Pomas (Whitt still has a little lisp. I happen to love it) is a small, blue tank engine with a number one painted on his side.
He said it with all seriousness and respect.
M: Thanks, Whitt.
Every time I think about it I smile!
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