The kids have their own colored plates. They are quite possessive of their colors. Anything green automatically belongs to Roman, yellow to Xandri and orange to Avril. Roman and Xandri in particular are very possessive.
While we were in New York, Zan watched the kids for us. Without thinking about the possible ramifications, Zan served up a plate of cookies-- on a green plate. While everything around him was going on as normal, Roman became increasingly concerned about how to claim possession of what appeared to him to be his rightful cookies.
Suddenly he blurts out, "Those cookies are MY business! Don't touch my BUSINESS!"
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Also while in New York:
Roman became concerned that Grandma (Tutu here in Hawai'i) wasn't taking care of Max properly. Helpfully, he suggested "Tutu, you're supposed to feed him with those" pointing to her chest.
"With what?" she asks.
"With yow' boobs," he replies.
"I can't. Those don't have any milk in them."
"Just try, Tutu. Just try."
1 comments:
HAHAHA! I love him!
What a fun trip...tough getting used to that time change - eh?
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