It Would Have Been Cute If Not at 3am...

So Sawyer has stopped with "yeah!" and become Mr. Manners with a nice, polite "yes." (Which sounds a little like "yeth" right now.) In any case, he did not sleep well last night to my dismay, but when I went in at 3am, he was being so cute it was hard to be tired and grumpy.

I walked in and he's going, "Bottle?" (Which he says with a kind of cockney accent--bah-uhl.) This is pretty normal for early morning or even middle of the night. But he must have sensed my hesitation it quickly transformed into this gem: "Bottle? YES. Bottle? YES."

I love it. More now that it's actually day time, but it was a little cute then.