So, V comes up to me when we’re doing laundry and gestures that he’s zipping his lip and motions that he has to be quiet…
The next time he runs down stairs he makes a deal with me, “O.K., Mom, I’m going to tell you something, but you can’t tell any of the other kids. We’re playing the quiet game and I’m winning because I’m not telling any of them we’re playing.”
The kid is brilliant.
O.M.G!!! Seriously cracking up over here! Gosh I love that kid!
I just have to work at him putting his evil genious side to good work.