The things this kid says!!!
I was writing in a cozy corner when Brady climbed up beside me and slipped his arms around my neck.
"Mama, you my best friend."
Brock giving out hugs on his way out the door one morning.
Brady: "You goin', Daddy?"
Brock: "Yes, buddy."
Brady: "You goin' to see Frens?"
Brock: "No, I'm not going to France. I'm going to work."
Me: "I think he meant Friends."
Brady: "Frens. Yeah, Frens."
"Come on, Gramma. Let's play toys!"
Tommy crawling towards Brady.
"Ahh!" Brady screams. "He's crawlin', Mama! He's comin'! He's comin' to get Brady!"
Or, my personal favorite. Brady, with his shirt off, staring at our temple painting.
Brady: "That's the temple."
Karren: "Are you going to get married in the temple, Brady?"
Brady: "Um, no."
Me: "Brady, are you going to get married in the temple?"
Brady: "Um, I'm naked."
