I’m getting Thing 1 into her school uniform this morning. Thing 2 gets to stay in his dinosaur jammies today.
DinoBoy comes into his sister’s room and says, “Mama, just to let you know I’ve prepared Thing 1’s toothbrush and wet it for her.” (He’s five years old. FIVE.)
“Hey! That’s awesome!” I say. Turning to my daughter, I comment, “What a great brother you have, huh?”
Calling after him, she replies,
“Thanks, Blood!”
Seriously.
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