Things have gotten very competitive around here lately. Milo takes great pleasure in doing things first…like opening the car door first. And zipping his zipper first. And he’s always very quick to point it out to me when he’s “beaten” me. This is kind of confounding. Like I’m even competing…
Tonight while I was making dinner Milo told me:
Dad, I think I can beat the calculator…
Good luck with that Milo…