Conley: "Why did Daddy take a different way home?"
Me: "I'm not sure. There is more than one right way to get home."
Conley: "There's a BILLION ways to get home."
Me: "You're probably right."
Conley [quietly]: "I'm not probably right, I am right."
Another day...
Conley says he "works" downstairs or outside. He talks about all the work jobs or jobs he has to do. Or if someone says the new deck is looking good, he says it's because of the hard work he's been doing. He's working, not playing. And he wears his jeans every day because "of all the work [he] has to do." He takes it pretty seriously.
And Eloise, as soon as we mention going to Nana's, thinks we are going. One time she packed a backpack full of toys and got her cowboy boots on, ready to go. And tonight (we talked to Nana today about going to sleep at her house in a couple weeks), Eloise thought she was going to sleep at Nana's tonight.
Tonight I told Conley, "I love you with all my heart." And he said "I love you with the whole universe." And I said, "I feel in love with you the moment you came out of me." And he said, "Where did I come out?" And I said, "My vagina." And he paused, and said incredulously, "Did I really?" Hahaha it was so funny.
Eloise and Conley both say "cozy." They love being cozy. With pillows, blankets, and me:).
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