Sleep well citizens. You're in good hands.
My 18 month old daughter has stopped referring to me as "Daddy" and now only calls me "Cranky Ian". She thinks it hilarious. * Sigh* That girl's already figured out how to push my buttons.
This morning on the way to school I could hear Kyle in the back seat mumbling letters and typing on his toy laptop.
Me: Whatcha typing, bud?
Kyle: You'll see... How do you spell "carnage"?
Yikes, who put the creepy in my kid this morning?