Me: Do you know paper come from trees? And toilet paper is made from paper? (There is a local paper mill that stinks up the air. Makes it easy to teach the subject of how paper is created.)
Gavin: No.
Me: Yep, that means technically you wipe your butt with a tree.
Gavin: (Laughing, repeats this to himself over and over)
Playing with Siri on my phone one day (Siri is the intelligent personal assistant
that helps you get things done just by asking. Use your voice to send
messages, schedule meetings and more.)
I ask Siri who farted. Siri replies: I just don't know anymore.
Gavin just laughs and laughs.
What makes me laugh? Gavin. This age might almost be as adorable as 18 months! He got a light saber for an early birthday present, and he makes this serious face while trying to twirl around a lit stick that is almost as long as he is tall. My little warrior.
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