Thanksgiving draws ever nearer, and my to-do list isn't really getting much shorter. Dennis was so cute today that I had to take lots of time to play with him. He's cute every day, yes, but he really wanted the attention today. The nativity figures have ventured into all parts of the house now, and I need to round them all up tonight before I go to bed. I'm thinking that's going to happen real soon, actually, as I feel very run down. Yes, I'm doing too much, but I thought I was over that little cold I had. My body has let me know otherwise today, and I should have gotten more rest. Dennis slept with us last night as he had a nightmare around 2 a.m. and wasn't easily consoled. He slept just fine, but David and I had lots of luggage under our eyes today.
He says so many new words every day that I can't even count. And he remembers so much! When he knows he's right, there's just no arguing with him (sound like a Mitchell to anyone?). For instance, last night we had dinner with Gran and Pop at their house. Dennis was heartily digging into the black-eyed peas, which he loves, and every time he picked up a pea, he said "fish". I kept telling him they were PEAS, but he kept adamantly insisting "FISH". Upon closer inspection, there were fish on his plate, and whenever he picked up a pea, he uncovered one. I apologized for my error and told him he was right. He gave me that smug look of his Daddy's, the one I get whenever I have to admit that David was right and I was wrong about something. Sometimes it happens.
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