Like most men of a certain age, Darling Husband is obsessed with his belly, which despite moderate effort, is growing.
Last evening during our 4,000th reading of Goodnight Moon, we asked Baby Boy to point to the red balloon, cow jumping over the moon, quiet old lady whispering "hush" etc. which he did perfectly.
When I asked him, "Where is the mush?"
Without hesitation, he turned and patted Darling Husband's stomach.
Oops.
Goodnight self-confidence.
Ha! As much as Darling Husband must have been mortified, I LOVE it. Hilarious.... plus A+ to you for reading to him so much and having interact with you while you do it!
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