At the ripe, old age of 3, Duncan has moments now when he has real conversations. More often, we're finding our conversations go like this: "Why does Spiderman swing from building to building? Why Daddy? Why Daddy? Why does Spiderman swing from building to building, Daddy? Why?" However, there is often some give and take, and in those moments, I begin to feel like my little boy is growing up. Just seconds later, reality smacks me in the face.
This morning in the car:
D: Look at all the trees Mama!
T: I like where we live.
D: I do too.
T: I love living around all these trees and grass.
D: I love crackers.
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