Look Who's Talking Two

Yesterday Landon had me in stitches with his talking. When he woke up and we walked downstairs for breakfast, he pointed to the painting in our hallway and said "pretty, pretty". I never even knew he had noticed it before!

Then at lunch, he was happing eating away when he realized that his mouth was too full (again) and that he needed to stuff some food back in there to prevent any "inventory shrinkage". Being a boy, he decided that the best way to do that was to take the back of his hand and wrist and wipe it across his mouth.

When I looked at the food all over his arm, I said, "Landon, would you like a napkin?". To which he replied in a drawn-out incredulous tone, "Whaaaaat?".