Wesley was struggling to carry all his toys down the stairs this morning. I offered to carry one for him, but apparently he didn't need my help:
Wes: "You don't carry toys, Mommy. It's not your job. It's my job. It's my job to play with toys."
Mommy: "Oh. What's my job then?"
Wes: "Your job to do things. And make things. My job to play with toys."
Monday, September 27, 2010
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Wesley is right. I hope he watches his step coming down those stairs with an arm load of toys though. ;)
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