The following post is to remind me that Hamilton is a cute, charming little boy and not just the sleep-deprived monster I've been dealing with all week....
While changing H's diaper during B's nap...
Hamilton: That's my peanut.
Me: Yep, that's your peanut.
Hamilton: Beckett's peanut is sleeping.
In the drive-thru line at McDonald's...
Hamilton: Are you getting chocolate milk or a Diet Coke?
Me: Probably a Diet Coke. [note: drinking a lot of this lately...hardest thing I can drink as a Mormon...]
Hamilton: I'll probably have chocolate milk and French fries.
While trying to get Hamilton's shoes and socks on...
Me: Argh! Will you just stay still? You're driving me nuts!
Hamilton: I'm NOT driving you nuts. I'm driving you bananas.
At the park, from out of nowhere...
Hamilton (in a sweet, little voice): You're my mommy forever.