No no!

Tonight after reading the wutz two books, I prepared to put him to bed. He grabbed his glow worm, which he calls Baby. He gave it a squeeze and the music played. It served as a painful reminder of this morning, at 5am, when he started playing his glow worm over and over and over.

So tonight I decided that I'd open the back of said glow worm and turn off the sound. However, the wutz would have none of it. He snatched Baby from me, ripped open the back and flipped the switch back so it would play music. Then he looked up at me, lifted on index finger and wagged it back and forth and said, "No no!"

I truly cannot remember the last time I laughed so hard.


Priceless!