This "Yickity-Yak" who is "sniggildy-snaggildy" and covered with "shiggildy-shag", brought my prompting home. Leyla is now determined to toughen up, not fuss and be diligent about her daily hair brushing - lest she look like him.
Thank you, Yak.
Whatever. But he sure is cute. He thinks he's big, too, just turning 4 and all. He informed me that next year I won't be able to hold him anymore.
He just got home from a 6 day trip to AR. Mommy thought he was definitely too young for that - even if he was going to Grandma and Grandpa's.
Sorry, bud, you will always be my baby.
(Is this how "Mama's boys" come into existence? Hopefully his dad isn't noticing.)