Hyrum has a cold and is a little stuffy. This morning when he woke up he said,
"My nose was not working last night."
Also whenever he has a sore throat he always tells me, "My throat is not going down, Mom."
Hyrum: Mom did I already have my birthday?
Me: You had your birthday already when you turned 3. But you have another one. You have a birthday every year.
Me: You had your birthday already when you turned 3. But you have another one. You have a birthday every year.
Hyrum: Yes!
Hyrum has a best friend named Beddy. Meaning his bed. When he first started talking about him I heard "Betty" and was really confused by his statements of "Betty gave me this" or "Me and Betty did this" until one day I realized he was saying "Beddy" It's often Beddy's birthday and the two of them are always on some adventure. Today Hyrum told me "Beddy and me went down the water slide with our clothes on. We are tricky. We got soaking wet. Then all our clothes were wet. And a crocodile tried to eat our pants."
I tried to bribe him to potty train by offering him this awesome little kid guitar toy with lights and music and real strings. It is black and super cool. To which he responded, "No mom. I want a regular guitar."
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