At dinner, Abe is nodding his head as he eats big spoonfuls of lentils and rice. Amid mad nodding and chewing, he says, "Mmm, this good, Mom. Thank you for making dinner. Can I have some more broccoli?"
Who is this kid? How did we get so lucky?
...added later... I don't mean to paint a picture of Abe as being this perfect, angelic 2-year-old or us as perfect, angelic parents. I should have added to this post that about ten minutes after above incident, Abe has lost interest in his food and is playing with his plate, something we've told him not to do. As I try to put a bite in his mouth, his flailing arms knock the spoon out of my hand and lentils go flying. I silently stood up and walked away, leaving Ted to clean up the mess.