Lincoln is in the other room shouting information at me.
He's giving me a play by play of his and daddy's smoothie making.
"Mom! Mom! Moooommm! Acknowledge me please!"
"How do you know what 'acknowledge' means?" I shouted back.
"Mom, it means listen to me and respond!!!"
He's only four right? Did I miss a few years?
"Mom, you're really pretty. I wanna marry you and be your sweetheart."
"Daddy is my sweetheart. But you can be my little sweetheart until you meet yours."
"Okay. But when I grow up big I'll go find my own real woman."
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