Eli loves having stories read to him, and is not loyal at all- he'll sit on whoever lap's offering to read, and quickly jump off once the atory is over to try and get another offer elsewhere. Just so long as someone will read to him.
Yesterday, Daddy was reading. The SECOND he had finished the story, Eli jumped off his lap, onto mine so I could read the same story again.
Trev and I were commenting on his fickle-ness, so I whispered into his ear:
Eli, tell Daddy I'm a tart! (meaning Eli)
Eli: Daddy, Mummy's a tart!
Hysterical.They're ganging up on me already.
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