max: ethan isn't scared of star wars movies, he's braaave.
me: how do you know he's brave?
max: he told me. he tells me EVERYTHING. (hands hold head)
me: what do you mean?
max: i mean he talks about everything, he doesn't stop talking. i get tired of hearing. (hands hold head). ugh!
me: (laughing) what else does he talk about.
max: he just tells me everything. talks about how he doesn't have any games at his house.
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max: mama i'd call 9-1-1 in an emergency.
me: that's right! very good! do you know your address?
max: no, i can't remember. but if i forget, i can go outside and look at the side of the house!
me: that's right! i forgot about that. did daddy teach you that? no, i just figured it out.
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a mama triumph!
max was screaming because quinn snatched something he was playing with and ran out of his room as i was walking in. max, still crying, turned to me and said "mama can you help me?". OMG i nearly fell over!! the first time he's turned to me instead of hitting/yelling/screaming/chasing quinn. maybe it was just my timing walking in the room, but i think it was because i've asked him to do this 35,000 times instead of trying to settle it himself. woohoooooo!! finally a success!!
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