
So a few days ago, we were cleaning off the Table from dinner, and the boys had to throw their paper plates in the trash when they are done. Jon is currently the one to remember this task the best without prompting.
However, About a week before that we had to get a new fridge. The new icebox is bigger than the old one, so our trashcan no longer fits on the side of it, and it's now near the wall of the kitchen.
I really think this is the first sentence that wasn't "preprogrammed" in Jon that i have heard him say since he started talking about 8 mos ago.
He Goes to throw his plate away, and Hubby and i are discussing how many crumbs are falling on the floor as he's taking the plate to the trash. And he stops beside the Icebox, and says : "Where's Trash?" he looks around and he's like oh ya there it is. You can see his little face lite up at the fact that he found it. It was so funny and cute. I just wanted to go grab him and squeeze him tight.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Where's Trash??!!
Posted by jen at 5:28 AM
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