Annette and I sometimes have to resort to speaking French around Joshua because he's gotten to the point where we can't talk about him with him around. Especially if he hears us talking about something he doesn't want to do, he'll immediately protest and object.
For example, in the car coming home today, Annette and I were discussing his nap schedule for the day and opting to skip our dorm BBQ for a quick lunch at home so he could get to sleep sooner. He pipes up, "I want to go to the BBQ!" As he rubs his eyes, Annette says, "He looks like he's getting tired." And Joshua quickly adds, "I don't think so."
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