I swear, every day Z says something that seriously cracks me up, like belly laugh crack-me-up. Yesterday was no exception, as we're trying to wind him down for the night, from what we call "tornado Z" to a much more calm "thunderstorm Z", he decides he's going to feed me, B, and all his toy animals imaginary food. I have no idea why he decided to do this, or where he got the idea. He had imaginary food (apparently) pinched between his little fingers which he tried to feed us (shove in our mouths), and he said "eat!" while he did this, and this isn't even the funny part. Then after a couple rounds of this he says "more?" to us, asking if we want more imaginary food (sticky toddler fingers). And my child, the eternal crack-up, and apparently Mr. Manners, says to us "say peaz!". Ohh Emm Gee, my 21 month old just demanded that I say "peaz" for his imaginary food, does it get any cuter and funnier than this?
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