Thomas' ability with words is often remarked upon. I won't even pretend that I don't get giddy with pride every time this occurs.
Some recent examples:
When I get Thomas up in the morning I dress him before breakfast. While this does have the disadvantage of allowing him to get his clothes messy before school, he's usually inclined to cooperate when clothes stand between him and food. Not so much when clothes are the obstacle between him and school (which he hates going to ... and leaving).
One morning I arrived in his room and the first words out of his mouth were, "Daddy, I'm a butterfly." I replied, "Oh, that's nice, and why are you a butterfly?" Him: "Because butterflies don't wear clothes."
That same day, he finished dinner before Mandy and I and he wanted to play. Mandy told him that we would play with him "after we were done eating." He fixed Mandy with a hard glare and said "Then stop eating."
Today I was getting him ready for bed and said, to help set expectations, "Thomas, we're going to read two stories before we turn the lights out and nuggle." Without looking up from the legos with which he was playing he cheerfully replied, "Okay, two it is."
* nuggle = snuggle
