Sam is very smart. He understands and retains new things after just one explanation. Ah, the spritely maneuverings of a young brain.
He is generous, too. He likes to share his treats with me even if it means giving up half of something he really likes - like a cookie. It's heartwarming. I try to accept, because it makes him happy.
Today my little parrot told me:
"I am just a little sick. It's ok to be sick sometimes. When you are sick, you have a cold. When you are better, you are not sick."
(He is getting over a nasty run of croup. Poor guy still has a congested cough and a lot of snot.)
And this one, while playing together with his Matchbox cars:
"I am going to go get you another car. It's going to be my favorite color. It's going to be... Blue. Bye, Momma. Have a nice week."
We also had this conversation as I was making breakfast:
Me: Do you want me to sing you a song?
Sam: No, I do not.
Me: Why? Are you trying to hurt my feelings?
Sam: I am trying to hurt your feelings.
Perhaps less than heartwarming. But very funny.
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