Micah: Hey Mommy. I want to tell you a story from my mouth.
Me: Ok
Micah: Chapter 2, Micker Mater was going up a tree, and he found some bees. He got stung right in the bottom.
Mommy, this is an open eyes story.
Me: Sorry.
Micah: And then, Dicker and Jicker went in a fire truck and chased the bees away.
*starts singing a song*
*ruins up to nursing brother and yells “HONK!”*
I love you, Babyyyyyy! You’re my brother, and when you get bigger you will play with me!
*grabs baby’s foot and shakes it around*
Me: Micah, I need you to go out and find your sisters. Please.
I still love that kid.
