So he brought home an Emu from kinder. But the poor Emu had a broken wing. So I patched it up with some needle and thread. As I attempted to poke the needle through the first hole, Bizkit stopped me.
Bizkit : No mom don't do it. It's gonna hurt!!! You're making me sad!!!
And he legit started tearing.
But he got over it quit quickly cuz he got distracted.
Lil guy has become so cheeky these days. Last week he was telling us smtg in bed and repeated the last phrase three times.
... and it didn't turn. And it didn't turn. And it didn't turn.
Asked him why is he repeating it so many times and he responded:
Because papa cannot hear me.
😑
Then another day he wanted me to reach the shower head to catch a droplet. I told him I can't reach and he said:
Papa can reach but he won't do it.
Me: Why?
Bizkit : cuz he's a scolder.
Me: What do you mean a scolder?
Bizkit : cuz he scolds everyone.
