My youngest, my baby, turned 4 years old today. Someday you’ll see this LogieButt. I love you. You’re turning out to be a wonderful human being.
Some Logan-isms:
- No! They’re MY boogers! (if you try to wipe his nose)
- I yub you.
- Look! It’s green dinosaurs! (mountains)
- Is my turn now, Joseph, Okay? (When alerted to the fact that today was his birthday)
- Bandit is with Moses now? (“His” cat Bandit died. How he’s associated Moses with Heaven, I’ve no idea)
- Are we outta here? (To his dad in the morning)
- Can I have my Gorilla? (Umbrella)
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