Mommy (after smelling a stink): Nathan, did you poop?
Nathan: No, I just got the farts.
Mommy: Nathan, tell Daddy what we did on our walk.
Nathan: I drove green truck on road; I saw ducks. Six ducks! One, two, nigh, nigh, six! (Nathan seriously was pushing his truck so fast his pregnant mother had to jog to keep up with him...)
Mommy: Nathan, come over here, I need to wipe your hands.
Nathan: I made a mess. My hands dirty. I want go outside.
Above picture is Nathan drinking pop with Grandma, to which he said, "I like Grandma's pop." (he had his own you know....)
I love this picture! Nathan's first Dilly bar!