"Aimee, where are you?"

That's what I heard this morning coming from upstairs as I was working in the office, only it wasn't from Grandma Julie who was there watching the kids...it was from Carson. Apparently he's picked up on the fact that I answer to another name besides "Mommy". So now when he gets frustrated about something I tell him to do, he'll look at me, smile, and say "Hi Aimee". Definitely too smart for his britches!


Katie said...

That's hilarious!

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