Bear said a couple amusing things tonight.
I was moaning that I was getting to old for this whole raising kids thing (it was the end of a long day) when Bear pipes up, "Well, hold onto your horses, 'cause in another eight years you should be guaranteed to have another baby around here." Meaning we'd be grandparents, of course. I shudder to think....
Later, he decided to bravely tackle a home repair that Starling had given up on. The doorknob had fallen out of both sides of the closet door, leaving it stuck closed. Bear spent about twenty minutes working to open it. At one point, Starling said, "You don't have to keep working on that." His response: "Don't worry, Mom! My mistakes are getting smarter!" (He eventually got it open.)
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