This evening, Kelly and I were sitting in the living room having a little grown up quiet time. Jacob and Geoffrey were playing in the other room. Their voices were gradually rising and eventually we hear Jacob yell, "I can't understand what you're talking about!"
The humor of this is, of course, that Geoffrey frequently has his pacifier (his kiss-it) in his mouth and mumbles a bit.
In other news, Geoff reports that, "Tate hurt me. He's a bad guy."
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