George Gabs

This kid.

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His words and conversations are things I want to remember about this time.

Here are some recent talks we have had with him.

My niece was in a play this weekend so we sent her a good luck video. I just can’t.

We were in the car for this one:

“Stop signs are red, and that stop sign is very stoppie. Then you need to close your lips.”

George was on the toilet trying to go number two:

“My tummy hurts. I think it was the broccoli.” (George doesn’t ever eat broccoli.)

We have made getting our chicken eggs a chore for George every day.

Me-“Since you get to help with the eggs, do you think that you would like to eat eggs now?”

George-“No, I only like shakes and hotdogs.” (FYI, this is not the only thing we feed him.)

We were sitting down for lunch one weekend, when George gets up and goes out to the front deck and screams.

“I just needed to use my loud voice.” (At least he is listening about inside and outside voices.)

And that doesn’t even top one of my favorite videos I have ever taken of George. I die every time I watch this.

We usually read several books to George, and then he gets to pick out one book to take into his bed. One night he was holding me hostage in his room to continue reading.

Me-“George it is time to go to bed. I am not going to read anymore books tonight.”

George-“Ok I will read, and you can just say the words.”

And just tonight, George said this to me while cooking dinner.

George-“I don’t want to eat what you are cooking.”

Me-“Do you even now what I am cooking?”

George-“No, but I know I will feed it to the dogs.”

Life is never boring with this one.

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