The scene in church today:
Jacob sitting on my lap, pinching my cheek on occasion and making some commentary fairly quietly.
Me: "Jacob, let's quiet down, mass is almost over; let's talk later."
Jacob: (I actually wasn't listening to what he was saying, but I was just asking him to quiet down so it sounded like...I blah, blah, blah, etc.")
Me: "Jacob, let's quiet down sweetie." THEN, I finally decide to listen to what he is saying - priceless & I had to chuckle.
Jacob: Pinch, "I like your style, cutie!"
Don't know where that came from for sure.
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