"What's he doing?"
"What's she doing?"
And I'll answer with
"He's reading."
or
"She's talking."
Or whatever is appropriate. AJ is relentless. We do this from the moment we get up in the morning ("What's she doing?" "She's yawning."), when we are getting dressed ("What's he doing?" "He's putting on his pants."), when we are outside ("What's he doing?" "He's swinging."), when we get ready for bed ("What's she doing?" "She's brushing her teeth."). All day long.
The other day I was upset. I don't want to get into what it was all about. I lost it a little in front of the boys. It was not a good day.
AJ came up to me, sitting on the couch, and said "What's she doing?" I didn't answer him. So he answered himself.
"She's crying." And he touched my cheek.
The little heartbreaker.
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