This morning Porter woke up at 4 am coughing.
Porter: Mommy, me have bad cold.
Me: I know.
Porter: Me need more honey. (We gave him some honey before he went to bed to help with his cough.)
Me: You can have some more in the morning when you wake up.
Porter: My nose not working right.
Me: I know, it's stuffed up with lots of snot.
Porter: Get boogers out of this nose. (Pointing to his right nostril). This one yucky.
A later conversation:
Me: What do you want to be when you grow up?
Porter: A Doctor or a toy garbage man.
Me: Huh.
Porter: You need a check-up. (After he found some latex gloves and thermometers in the closet). Put these on me.
Me: Okay.
Porter: (Putting his hand on my chest and then on my back) You sound like a car.
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