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Big Boy, Pretty Girl

The boys were playing together in the living-room yesterday, when I overheard this conversation (I LOVE listening to them talk to each other. Especially when they don’t know that I’m listening):

Nicholas: “Ben, I’m a big boy. I’m not a little boy” (this is a very big deal in Nicholas’ world right now).

Benjamin: “Ok Nicholas. You’re a big boy” (what a nice big brother he is!).

Nicholas: “And Dillon is a big boy too” (Dillon is Nicholas’ best buddy).

Benjamin: “Yep. Dillon is a big boy”.

Nicholas: “And Elliott (Dillon’s older sister) is a big boy”.

Me, from the kitchen: “No Nicholas. Elliott is a big girl, not a big boy”.

Benjamin: “No Mommy. Elliott is a pretty girl, not a big girl. Girls don’t like to be called big”.

That’s right Ben. Smart kid, eh? 

xo Naomi

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  1. KimberleySeptember 11, 2012 at 8:36 PM

    That's one smart kid you've got there! I hope he remembers it forever. With his good looks and smarts, girls his age don't stand a chance!

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  2. KimSeptember 11, 2012 at 8:49 PM

    Love it! Ben is a very smart boy and Elliott is a very lucky girl!! I can tell he will always take such good care of her! Love!

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    1. NaomiSeptember 11, 2012 at 9:05 PM

      He just loves her. And she is the cutest, sweetest little girl ever!

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