Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Smartie Pants

Ben threw all the cushions off the downstairs chesterfield (I think it is unfortunate that sofa's lost this distinguished name somewhere along the line...) and was jumping (well, as well as he can jump...) from cushion to cushion. I noticed he was mumbling something under his breath in a sort of rhythm. I put my hear closer and realized he WAS COUNTING! I recognized the familiar cadence and syllables more then the actual clarity of words as it sounded more like "wun, tuh, eee, foo, feef (no six...he left out six each time) seb, ah, noo, deh!" But mommy knew what he was talking about...smarty pants!

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