That wasn't the last post. It was going to be but then I remembered that I had totally meant to tell you my new Cole story and didn't. You aren't getting away without the Cole story! I mean it!
Last night Cole was playing very quietly by himself in the corner with an antique truck (this was a truck that belonged to my grandfather and every kid in our family since has played with it, too). Spencer, his cousin, came tear-assing into the room, yelling and singing and making his usual racket.
Cole kept playing for a minute, then turned around and very seriously said "Be quiet. Shhhhhh" with his precious, pudge-a-licious pointer finger pressed against his lips.
My mom and I looked at each other to confirm that we had just heard the same thing.
Then, a minute later, he did it again. It was unmistakeable. And precious. And holy crap did my tiny baby just do that?
I can't stop laughing about it.
