Dylan freaks out when he gets wrinkly hands in the bath. Tonight when I was getting him dried off and dressed, we had the best conversation:
D-(wiping his hands on my shirt) I'm just wiping my wrinklies on your pretty dress.
J- (with Dylan stroking my face) Are you wiping your wrinklies onto my face now?
D- (giggling) Yes, mama.
J- I don't want your wrinkles on your face. They will make me look old, and I want to be a yummy mummy.
D- I don't want you to be a yummy mummy.
J- Why not?
D- Because then I would have to eat you up!
Oh man, this kid amuses me!
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