one morning last week i went in to find harrison's long-sleeved pajama shirt wrapped around him like...well, you see what it was like. he looked up at me, smiled, spit out his binky and said, "dada".
well, son, i've never seen your dada wear his t-shirts like that. but maybe that's because he always gets out of bed while mama is still asleep. do you know something i don't??