I usually tell Emmit to say something to Emory to get him to smile, but he always has trouble coming up with things to say. This morning was no different.
Emory was staring staring straight at his big brother, so I said, "Emmit, say something so he'll smile."
Emmit says, "Hey! Hey!", pauses briefly, and then says "Mailbox!"
WTH?
Then on the way home from the doctor's office, we were talking about how it looks like it's going to rain. Emmit said that he was laying in his room and "heard a loud thunder and it scared the Jesus out of me."
You know...begeezus.
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