Landon had been in bed over an hour chatting with himself when I heard him start to cry. I secretly love when this happens because I get to go in and rock him in the rocking chair before putting him back to bed.
It was even perfect timing because Annalisa had just drifted off to sleep. We start rocking and I hummed to him for a while. I've been feeling really sentimental lately so I tell him that I love him, that he will always be my baby, and that I can't wait to hear him tell me he loves me too.
Then I place him back in his crib, and he starts repeating everything I say...
"Landon I'm going to put you back to bed"
"Bed?"
"Ok hunny, here's your blanket"
"Banket"
"Where's your kitty?"
"Mew Mew?"
"You'll always be Mommy's baby"
"Baby... Baby schitcher?"
"Yes hunny I'm going to see baby sister, ok baby boy, I love you!"
"Nigh nigh Mommy"
I swear he refuses to say "I love you" just to drive me crazy!
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