Ethan, sitting next to me at Chet's football game: "I spy something beautiful..."
Me: "The flowers?"
Ethan: "No."
Me: "The clouds?"
Ethan: "No. Do you give up?"
Me: "Yep."
Ethan: "It's you, Mommy! You're something beautiful!"
Chet to me, on the way to school this morning: "I get 'The Talkingness' from you, Mom!" (Said like I gave him some disease!)
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