Secret Language


Yesterday morning Adam was down the hall with his dad as we were getting ready for the day. "Nee-naw", Adam was saying over and over again.


"He wants his toothbrush," I casually said.

My husband rushed in. "How do you know that?"

"Just do", I replied.

I know that just like I know the two throaty grunt sounds he makes (sort of like "gug-gug") mean either cracker or chocolate chips depending on which kitchen cabinet he is pointing to.

Not that I give him chocolate chips or anything.


Vader's Mom :

Mother Knows Best! :)

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