The things he says....

Nicolas and I were just baking cookies for David and Kathryn's 13 birthdays.  We are making a surprise trip home tomorrow to see them.  So I was mixing the batter and my spatula broke.  I was explaining to Nico what happened and he sadly said, "Oh no, Po guy".  I must say that a bit.  Then moments later we were cuddling down for a nap and I was giving him an eskimo kiss.  He began telling me "hardy mama, hardy."  It took me a moment to figure out what he was saying and them up started cracking up.  He usually uses y instead of er.  So loudy, not louder, hardy, not harder.  I guess we will have to work on that.  Silly boy.  Always making me laugh.