We had a rough bedtime tonight... no Rocky. I think we left him at LeeAnn's today. Oops! Porter was distraught, crying that he needs his Rocky and we gotta go to LeeAnn's to get him. Oh boy.
Well after awhile I finally went in and laid down with him to get him to sleep. He started to doze off and then looked at me and said, "Mama, I like brown cookies. MMM! yum yum (smacks lips). I like brown cookies and with milk and ice. Mmmmm... yum! (smacks lips again)"
Someone tell me...where does he come up with this stuff?