Speaking Sethese

Mr. Seth rolled out of bed with a serious case of the giggles this morning.

He had "giggle germs" alllll over him.


And just a few moments ago, I leaned down to smooch him on his forehead, after which he smacks his hand to his head and says, "Oh you kissed my fivehead!"

?

"It's what you have after you turn five." Duh. Moms are so stupid.