One night, Harrison and I slept at Alecia's house. He wanted cereal at about 11pm. I got him the cereal and went back to my laptop. I watched him knock the cereal bowl, before bite one, onto the floor. He went immediately to Alecia in the other room and told her the story:
Leash. I was sitting at the table eating my cereal. And then, it suddenly spilled.
Leash and I laughed for the next two weeks.
3 comments:
the logic of a five year old has carried over into our lives. now when i have a break down or something exciting happens, i start the story with, "aimee, i suddenly spilled," or "aim, and then it suddenly spilled." its very descriptive language. and of course we depend on a five year old to expand our communication.
i certainly have an adorable boyfriend.
a truly classic Harrison moment. By the way- I miss him!
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