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March 29, 2006

Just when I thought Garfield was bad...

My son has morphed into R2D2. I know we all think R2D2 is just too cute and all but let me tell you, he doesn't speak English. Kar...

{break to check on Karsten calling from his bed}

I'm back. Karsten broke out of droid beeping to tell me that the crabs were crawling out of the toilet and pinching his toes in bed. I remembered being freaked out after visiting the Woodland Park Zoo as a child that spiders were crawling up my bed at night to get my toes too so he got lots of sympathy from me. I let him check out the inside of his bed and then sleep on top of his covers.

Next Karsten had a story to tell me. "There were 3 pigs building a rocket ship. They went into their daddy's garage to get the wheels." (mumble, mumble... end of story).

Then Karsten woes me with "Good night my cutie pie, Mommy." I much prefer my English speaking boy over the droid that had temporarily embodied him.

Posted by jana at March 29, 2006 8:43 PM

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Posted by: joe at March 30, 2006 10:31 AM