When one of the boys does some strange acrobatic contortion, or makes a Lego tower taller than me, I might comment that they have "mad skills". True for soccer goals, bike riding and model walking, too.
Last night, Ry's singing in his room. I hear, "I've got mad skills. I've got mad skills." This makes me chuckle.
He then follows up with, "I've got happy skills. I've got happy skills." Funny, funny boy.
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3 comments:
Cute! I hope you are recording these anecdotes somewhere more permanent than your blog. :-)
So adorable. I can't wait to meet them!
Hopefully he doesn't have sad skills... That boy is too cute!
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