Van likes to personify this appendages and blame them for things that go wrong.
This morning he knocked over a glass of water when he crawled into bed with us.
"But mom," he said, " I had know idea what my arms were doing!"
This afternoon while playing trains
Me to Esther: "Are you going to go down the slide? Hi sweetest girl!"
Van: "She's a bad-y-pie-- No she's not, she's a sweetie pie! Mom my voice tried to call her a bad-y-pie, but I told it she was a sweetie pie."
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