This poor baby can't catch a break. Alexander's poor little noggin is so pathetically covered in bruises that I feel sad every time I look at him. And then yesterday he and Zoë had a fight over whether the bathroom door should be open or closed and...Alexander lost.
Or won.
I'm not sure. It's kind of hard to adjudicate this mess.
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This picture was taken after he shed many, many tears |
So, like, he won—technically—because the door stayed open.
But did he really win? Because two days later he still has a bruise on his hand.
If you ask him what happened to his hand he will put on a pouty face and point toward the bathroom door and, will say accusatorially, "Bwo-Bwo!" which is how he says Zo-Zo.
And while we're on the topic, he now calls Benjamin "Ben," Miriam "Mimi" or "Memer," and Rachel is still just "Rah." He of course says Bumpa; He loves asking about Naanii, and even said "Aunt Linda" the other day (though technically all he said was "Dee-dah!").
Ouch! Poor baby!
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