I shared my chocolate milk with Michael this morning. This makes my heart happy because Daynah and Josh never enjoyed chocolate milk when they were little. (When I'm at their house I share with one of the cats!). Michael asked for some and then would come back and say "Moooree chocolate milk" with this I-will-get-you-to-eat-out-of-my-hand grin to ensure that he would actually get some. I don't share my chocolate milk with just anybody (okay, the sharing with the cat means that's probably not true. I'm not too picky with whom I share). But I'd make an exception for Michael anyway.
Also, he brought me my cell phone yesterday and said, "Mickey?" Meaning he wanted to watch Mickey on my phone. I laughed really hard and then had to try to explain to him how you can't watch Mickey on my non-smart flip phone. It reminded me of when I tried to explain to the boys I used to nanny that they couldn't look at the picture I had just taken with my 35mm camera because they were used to a digital camera. Technology makes me so uncool.
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