Tonight at 8 pm, Colin looked at my sister and then me and asked for a pancake (which sounds like ca-cake) after incessantly asking to eat. I certainly am not going to tell a little boy who rarely eats that he can't have something that he hasn't eaten lately, but 8pm? Pancakes?
He's weird...but I love him.
Here is a video of him chatting with Chris tonight. I wish we knew what he was saying!