A Conversation with Braxton

I was putting the boys down tonight and Braxton has an interesting question.

Brax: Mommy, what is this in my mouth?

Me: What honey?

Brax: This in my mouth. (he points to the roof of his mouth)

Me: Look at mine. What does it look like?

Brax: Mouth stuff.

I could not have said it better myself. Mouth stuff. How else would you describe it?

Alfalfa

We recently checked The Little Rascals out from the library. The boys loved it instantly. Little did I know that the would learn some classic Lionel Richie. Brennan's rendition sounds a lot more like Alfalfa though.

I can't help but laugh every time he hits those high notes. When his face is too close to the lens, that is not me zooming in. He actually comes in to touch my chin. The ladies will not be able to resist my little Romeo.