The other morning I went in to Miles' room to start getting him ready for the day. He was in his rocket ship jammies, standing up in his crib, still trying to wake up. This is how the conversation went.
M: I need eat.
L: You do? Well, we better get dressed and go to school so that you can eat breakfast with your friends.
(he stares off blankly)
M: I need nap.
L: You do? Already???
M: Yeah.
Me too, kiddo.
