I sang to Bubba and Moose last night as they cuddled up next to me in bed. After I finished singing a song about angels watching over them, I asked Moosie if he knew what angels were.
He said yes and proudly exclaimed, "Bider."
"Spider?" I questioned.
"No... Bider," he repeated adamantly.
After a few rounds of Guess what Moosie is saying, Moosie attempted to clarify with an additional word, "Bider dead."
While I contemplated what dead spiders have to do with angels, Bubba piped up to help me out, "Fighter Jet mom. He's saying Fighter Jet."
Moosie gave me the "Don't you know anything???" look.
Well, I'm glad they understand eachother, because I would've never figured that out on my own.
Apparently Moosie has the Blue Angels watching over him as he snoozes. Good to know he is safe.
It felt good to laugh again.