May 19 2006
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This, this is why 2 is my most favorite age
Yesterday when I walked into Sister #2’s to babysite the Fabulous Becker Boys while 4-year-old Cade chanted Aunt Jodi! Aunt Jodi! Aunt Jodi, 2-year-old Nolie walked right up to me, bent his head up to look at me and asked, “Did you get your hair cut?”
“No,” I said, and took the sunglasses off my head to show him it hadn’t been cut.
“Did he just ask you if you got your haircut?” Sister #2 asked.
“Yeah, is that weird?” I asked, figuring that since I don’t have kids perhaps this is normal behavior for a 2-year-old boy.
“Yes, yes it is,” she said.
