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Tonight he told me "you're my favorite Mommy and Daddy is my favorite Daddy, and I'm my favorite self!". Earlier we were grocery shopping and he said "I'm going to be your shopping helper--give me the Dennis list." He insisted on getting "the shopping cart with the steering wheels" and I incorrectly assumed he planned to "drive" it. Instead, he hopped into the basket and said "there--I'm your first grocery!". He put all the items on our small list into the cart, and he checked the eggs before he put them in. And when he arrived at the checkout line, he placed all of the items on the conveyor belt and counted them (all six things) before announcing to the cashier "I'm the grocery helper tonight." She gave him a special sticker for his efforts. He even swiped my debit card, and as I tried to quietly point to the numbers in my pin, he spoke them aloud as he pushed them. He said "hi, Daddy's boss" to the store assistant manager on the way out! He loaded up the groceries into our car and announced to some church friends in the next car that he'd been the grocery helper. It was definitely one of the more fun grocery shopping excursions with Dennis!