Kenny spent yesterday at the house. It was a rainy afternoon so Noah directed poor Kenny around in playtime all day long:
"Kenny, come here."
"Kenny, sit like this."
"Kenny, play blocks."
"Kenny, read stories"
When Noah woke up this morning he asked where Kenny went. I told him he went home and when we finally made it out of the question spiral of "why?", "why?", "why?" he said, "I see him tomorrow. Kenny is my best friend."
Shortly thereafter he decided that only Mommy could take him to Wanda's. After Daddy left with hurt feelings Noah asked where Daddy went. I told him that Daddy had to go to work and was sad because Noah wouldn't go with him. Noah said, "I love Daddy. He's my best friend. I sorry!"
We've never heard him use the "best friend" phrase so it was pretty cute. I'm guessing he must have gotten the idea from Yo Gabba Gabba.
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