Attison helps to organize the pantry while Dennis watches.
This was inevitable, right?
At night we read books and say prayers*. Sometimes sequentially, sometimes simultaneously.
*The prayers we say are mostly thanksgivings and remembrances... Not the rosary. Although it seems the rosary is on his mind.
Peaches and chex for breakfast for a little man who uses his arms to eat and fly.
Attison continues to talk
S: Attison. You need a new diaper.
A: uuuuuhhhhhh...no.
S: How about, yes!
A: Hooooooooow bout.....no.