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mother's day.

Greg spent a lot of time with the boys over the past few days. I'm stepping back so he can recount a few conversations he had with Ray.  Photo captions are all mine (Toni's).
third time's a charm.

Ray was jabbering in the car when we drove to buy Mother's Day gifts.
Ray: "...and Mommy said, 'Go to time out.' And Mommy was very mad."
Greg: "Mommy was mad?  Why was Mommy mad?"
Ray: "And Mommy was mad. And mommy said, "Go to time out!" (immitating Toni yelling.)
Greg: "Why was Mommy mad?"
Ray: "And Mommy was very mad."
Greg: "Who was Mommy mad at?"
Ray: "Mommy said go to time out!" (continuing to avoid questions)
Greg: "Ray, did you do something bad?"
Ray: "Umm, yes."
Ray's selfie
I never could get him to tell me what he'd done, but he did have a great observation to share with me.
Ray: "And time out is very boring."
Greg: "Yes, it is isn't it."
Ray: "Yes. Time out is no fun."
he's pulling my hair out.

Ray: "Umm, can chicken nurse?"
Greg: "No, RayRay, chickens can't nurse. Chickens don't make milk."
Ray: (pausing.) "I have an idea. How bout we put mommy chicken into milk then baby chicken can nurse."
Now, replay that same conversation two more times with different animals, substitute "chicken" for "fish", then "spider".
Ray, smile and look at the camera. Jimmy, smile.
Ray, look at the camera. Jimmy, smile.
good enough.
I was cooking two frozen pot pies and a waffle in the oven. I checked on them while Ray peered around me into the oven.
Ray: "Daddy, is that a cupcake?"
Greg: "That's a waffle."
Ray: "Oh, right. That's an affle cupcake!" (it sounded like "awful")
my card.
card cotinued. my flowers. and my mom sent me the mug.

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