This morning at breakfast David passed a little gas and said with a sheepish grin, "It was my trumpet." That just cracked me up and I was trying to tell him that it wasn't funny, but I was laughing too much.
Tonight as the kids were getting ready for bed Becca was reading books to David in his bed. When the time actually came to climb in bed David asked if Becca could sleep in his bed. I told him no and then asked him why he said, "it is just so comfy with her in my bed." He is such a cuddle bug!
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