
Lately Nolan has really gotten into complimenting people on their clothes. I don’t really know where he got this. I don’t really think Greg and I go around all day complementing each other on our pants and shirts. But I have to remember that often with Nolan all it takes is one time, and it’s ingrained for eternity, to be suddenly revealed and repeated a year and a half later. A few weeks ago I heard him do it for the first time when he told a random little girl his age that he liked her ‘pretty purple shirt’. Last week he also started noticing my clothes, it went a little something like this:
Nolan- Mom, I like your pretty green shirt!
Me- Thanks pal! I appreciate it, that’s so sweet of you to say!
Nolan- You’re welcome. I also like your pretty brown skirt.
Me- Wow, thanks again buddy, I am glad you like them
(silence. nolan has a thoughtful look on his face, and suddenly drops to his knees, and scoots closer to me, his head low to the ground, and looking up)
Me- Nolan, what in the world are you doing?
Nolan- Mommy, are you wearing any underpants?
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