The other morning, just after waking up, the boys and I were having our daily cuddle-in-bed-before-starting-the-day ritual. I told them I had a dream about the chickens we will be getting in a few months. This - of course - launched the boys into a thousand questions and comments. So Tagg says to me:
"Mommy, the baby chickens say Borak Borak Borak Borak"
His little hands were bouncing around the bed, apparently the way little chicks would walk around. Then, out of no where, he starts giggling like mad. I asked him what was so funny, and he said:
"Mommy, we should name the chickens Obama, because they say Borak!"
You tell me, what two and a half year old makes a political joke?
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